The tree lit up with birds
That sing at night with the
Moonshining so bright
With much love in mind.
Outside my window is the beauty
of the ocean looking
Back at me In the Heat of July
With Paris on my mind.
Music is playing why hearts
Are braking of a love gone bad
So sad.
Today I will see my life at ease
When I cry out to thee with the
Love of he that was sent to me,
Today is a new day
Oh, how I Play, For true love,
is here to stay.
- Judy Emery © 1982
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery.
