To The Maiden Of The Mist Poem by Fredrick McDonald

threw the early mornning mist
i gentley blow my maiden a kiss
we share threw the mornning light
we share that gentle breeze from her falls
with every gentle touch of her mist
before the day light dawns
she steels a kiss but for now the day light dawns
she wispers to the wind ill be back to hold
your handsoon enough
ill take your wedding band
try to walk threw this day with love and dismay
i will return before this night ends where we will begin agin