i.
I shalt venerate her
In all of mine hour's;
Given I was a gift
A rose budded tower.
ii.
She is aloft
The stellar scope;
Prosperous I am
With her as mine hope.
iii.
To live without her
I canst not;
Alleluia I recite
In her quintessence, her spirit I'm locked.
©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedication
Sep 1, 2015
Sep 1, 2015 at 10:47 AM UTC
i.
I shalt venerate her
In all of mine hour's;
Given I was a gift
A rose budded tower.
ii.
She is aloft
The stellar scope;
Prosperous I am
With her as mine hope.
iii.
To live without her
I canst not;
Alleluia I recite
In her quintessence, her spirit I'm locked.
©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedication
