Now The Lady's..... Poem by Holly Heron

Now The Lady's.....



Now the Lady's large and full,
She shines upon three nights sweet lull,
I ask the Mother overhead,
To bless all words that shall be said,
The actions that will be done,
The lovers' quarrel surely come,
Bless the being that is me,
As I will it, so mote it be.

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