A beautiful, fair maiden,
Sat in the moonlit bay,
Of a far off, distant land,
She silently, did pray.
She was praying for her prince to come,
If the Gods were to be kind,
When she heard a voice call out to her,
'My maiden, look behind.
And there he stood, her prince of dreams,
He was a man of men,
He took her gently in his arms,
Before he kissed her lips, and then,
He whispered some~thing in her ear,
And took hold of her hand.
Then both of them, they disappeared,
Back off to Fairyland.
Lizzy please pray tell, what did he say, in her lug-hole? cause I could use a good line darling, Loven Kisses dave nice poem
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I would like to translate this poem
Lovely poem Lizzy...I shall read it to my kids. Hugs, Dee