Baron Norman Sylvester VonFeister III

(San Francisco, California)

Golden Lyric

Poem by Baron Norman Sylvester VonFeister III

Mountain and valley ay crystal well
Shadows of ay green oak tree Ie sate under that green oak tree
To smell ye clean sweet ocean breeze Look far to thy west
Sun has creep deep into it's nest Ie reached out my hand and ay quiet butterfly
landed Beauty grows as time passes I have been told
It remind me ay crystal vase
Lined with threads of gold That's when Ie realized
Thee spirit of my soul

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003