Come, let us go to the meadows
To the rolling hills of green,
Let us go and I will make you
My newly crowned May Queen.
The birds will sing an anthem
Proclaiming you most fair,
And I will pick you flowers
To place within your hair.
And all the little blossoms
That hang upon each bough,
Will shower you with petals
To kiss your cheeks and brow.
So come, my darling Anna
Come, and let's be seen,
That all can bow in honour
To you, my fair May Queen.
This is such an enchanting and sweet love poem! I love this lyrical invitation to my coronation! Thank you, Jeevan
Will shower you with petals To kiss your cheeks and brow. AND JB WHAT WILL YOU DO READ MY MOMS SMILES AND ROMANTIC POETRY WILL NEW POET THEE
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is such an enchanting and sweet poem! I love this lyrical invitation to my coronation! Thank you, Jeevan!