Posted in Life, Poetry

To Felicity

It has been a while, and though I’ve been lethargic when it came to posting stuff on here, I have been trying new techniques. Here’s some short archaic verse. Please do comment and provide feedback!

Fair one, of beauty all covet,
The charm thou brook no vapour be.
For all whom that thine laughter met,
Do swear ’tis more than fantasy.

Thy cherry blush that dost not fade
Beguiles our weary souls of woe.
Thy twinkling eyes in Zion made,
To dying Faith new Hope doth show.

O Damsel, jocund, be not coy!
I bid thy succor, seek thy glee,
Wherefrom cometh thy spirit’s joy?
Thy secret share, pray set me free!

Meredith Family
Fairy Garden and Lily