Thus Says Lady Cop
Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2005 3:18 am
Golden is the haze this day
Like a pearl high up away
Leaves the sun a shiny ray
Two robins on the rung
Sweetly chirp but a song
Never heard by the throng
The lone sycamore
Thriving in the moor
Blooms for evermore
Back, forth and by the leeway
The gracious boughs sway
In a harmonious way
To mark but the premise
Of days ahead so nice
When hopes and dreams shall rise
Like a pearl high up away
Leaves the sun a shiny ray
Two robins on the rung
Sweetly chirp but a song
Never heard by the throng
The lone sycamore
Thriving in the moor
Blooms for evermore
Back, forth and by the leeway
The gracious boughs sway
In a harmonious way
To mark but the premise
Of days ahead so nice
When hopes and dreams shall rise
:-6