by Frank Maguire
(England)
The way she held hersel wae grace
Sae majestic an serene
The smile upon a face sae fair
Sae catching as there's been
The way she sometimes looked at him
Wae eeyn o luvin grey
How tenderly she touched his haun
As only she could dae
The way she walked in step wae him
Embracing him sae richt
Strolling doon the winding lane
Beneath the moon sae bricht
Her honesty an truthful quest
Defined as straight an prim
The burstin hert within her breast
That beats fur only him
Her form an beauty sae profound
By far beyond compare
It took the very breath frae him
Maist each an everywhere
Her thoughts o awe an everythin
As clear as sun drenched skies
How he adored his time wae her
Before their sad goodbyes
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