Man hast sought, and wilt seeketh,
Supernal treasure's until the
End of their day's;
I hath found the jewel
They seeketh; not wrought
By men's hand's, nor stored in some cave.
She's mine, all mine
So beast's goeth away;
She's mine, O' mine
rapturous hooray!!!
©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Earl Jane Nagley dedicated ( Filipino rose)
Dec 1, 2015
Dec 1, 2015 at 9:57 PM UTC
Man hast sought, and wilt seeketh,
Supernal treasure's until the
End of their day's;
I hath found the jewel
They seeketh; not wrought
By men's hand's, nor stored in some cave.
She's mine, all mine
So beast's goeth away;
She's mine, O' mine
rapturous hooray!!!
©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Earl Jane Nagley dedicated ( Filipino rose)
