Herbology…


A wonderful poem by a talented writer.

My Sword and Shield....

 
 
Thyme, Mint, Honey, and Clove
ribbons in her auburn waves
she wove
 
A daughter of sunlight
framed in brown
would place upon
my head
a flowered crown
 
And kisses upon
my cheeks
so sweet
My pretentious heart would miss
a beat
 
Her voice
a song of
Springtime Faire
would bend
my knee
an oath to swear
 
That I’ll forsake
both country and crown
to feel her touch
of thistle down
 
Perchance to know
her secrets
deep
and thereby
pledge her love
to keep
 
Inside my Heart
til death recall
my spirit
or hers
beyond that wall
 
If she should go
before my light
I’ll dream of Her
every following Night
 
Thyme, Mint, Honey, and Clove
ribbons in her auburn waves
were wove
 
Her ghost, I’ll dream
but will never feel
her face
the morning light
shall steal

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