poet Padraic Colum

Padraic Colum

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She Moved Through The Faire

My young love said to me: My mother won't mind,
And my father won't slight you for your lack of kind.
She put her arms 'round me; these words she did say:
It will not be long, love, 'til our wedding day!
Then she stepped away from me, and she moved thru the Faire,
And so fondly I watched her move here and move there;
At last she turned homeward, with one star awake,
As the Swan in the evening moves over the lake.
Last night she came to me, my dead love came in,
And so soft did she move that her feet made no din;
She put her arms 'round me; these words she did say:
It will not be long, love, 'til our wedding day!

Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004

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  • John Catlin (2/12/2010 5:57:00 PM)

    This digs at your soul when the words fit the scene.

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