Virgin Pure, Untouched By Evil In Men
Virgin Pure, Untouched By Evil In Men
Where sun has fallen down in land so fair
hides a lone tombstone hidden in woods deep.
Death had caught a beauty so very fair,
that all three - Sun, sky and wind sadly weep.
Shining, in bloom of youth and quite carefree
she of the forest glen had Nature's love.
Her tender heart she had given to me,
now her heart and sweet soul rests far above.
Weeping willows, pond where white flowers thrive
I see her wading its magical scenes.
Dear mercy! If only she were alive
instead of buried there, in her late teens!
In night dreams, I see her in forested glen.
Virgin pure, untouched by evil in men.
Robert J. Lindley, 2-02-2018
Sonnet, (Death Of The Enchanting Forest Maiden)
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