Her imaginary groom lives in country afar
His face ~ she has never yet seen.
But at early dawn every day of the year
She becomes a poor lovelorn queen.
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In pleasant hours of summertime
When all the pretty flowers shine
A chaffinch ~ just six inches long
Sings a chirpy little song
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Looking back to the month of May
In the year of our dear Lord 2001
Handel's Chorus drifted away
Silently echoing across the bay
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Rapeseed mellow yellow
Sky of radiant blue
Emerald green the summer leaves
And heather of purple hue.
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Your picture tells an enchanting story
Of our romance from long long ago.
The love in my heart has not faltered
Emotions still linger deep in my soul.
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Forty Word Poem.
They are English, very British.
They hail from Angleterre.
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However great and confident thou art
Whatever important position you hold
Clever ideas ~ yours from the start
Perfect and precious as gold...
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The sweetest and wisest
'Her Royal Highness'
Our hearts unite as we thank our Queen
Our gracious Queen of the Royal scene
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Ah, the fugue and pizzicato
Hearken to the flute and strings
Listen to Grieg's Peer Gynt Suite
In the Hall of The Mountain King.
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In the dry and long hot summer
The sun beamed on and on
Till earth was bleached and colourless
And water ~ there was none.
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