DO YOU REMEMBER

Do you remember that day not long ago?
Ten years, perhaps, not a day more,
When you said you loved me;
A happy day when lambs skipped
And joyfully frolicked in the hay;
Do you remember those resonating bells?
Enchanting the vale with their spells,
And choirs captivating heavens with praise?
It was more than the happiest of days
With sloe eyed doves shimmering in white
Within the gentle dispersion
Of a rainbow’s spectral light.

As church bells were ringing
When spring lambs were springing,
And bold doves a- gleaming
While rainbows were beaming,
So filled my soul with sylvanian sadness,
At this discordant display of pastoral madness.

But we both knew in each resolute heart,
That we were destined never again to part.