Post by Yanden on Jun 7, 2003 9:14:13 GMT -5
Here is another poem from my fantasy book.
Ravanna the Fair.
On the first day of spring she appears,
The flowers spring with her song,
She here's the trees chanting to her,
An ancient tale long gone.
In the plains of the West she doth linger,
Where her beauty shines with the light,
From all the lands people wonder,
To catch a glimpse of her sight.
She is known as Ravanna the fair,
Immortal maiden and wise,
Most know she's one of the Aína,
Though others think her a prize.
Beware of the rare time she toils,
She wears down all things in her path,
The friends she depends on are loyal,
But all else should fear of her wrath.
That is it. Hope you like it. ;D
Ravanna the Fair.
On the first day of spring she appears,
The flowers spring with her song,
She here's the trees chanting to her,
An ancient tale long gone.
In the plains of the West she doth linger,
Where her beauty shines with the light,
From all the lands people wonder,
To catch a glimpse of her sight.
She is known as Ravanna the fair,
Immortal maiden and wise,
Most know she's one of the Aína,
Though others think her a prize.
Beware of the rare time she toils,
She wears down all things in her path,
The friends she depends on are loyal,
But all else should fear of her wrath.
That is it. Hope you like it. ;D
