I was standing where the sweet daisies grow
And it was there I saw your pretty face
It belonged to a feline tuxedo
Who always smiled so bright and jumped with grace
I was sitting in the dark forest here
Where time doth always stand still and dreams grow
I saw your face so very crystal clear
It belonged to my darling Silvestro
On the island beside the ocean dear
I saw you wading in the deep-blue waves
Everywhere I look you're always near
I even saw you sitting by the graves
You are always on my bed at night
I'm glad to write this for such a fair wight

*~Marian~