Morrow Shall Be Another Day
Morrow Shall Be Another Day1 min 83 1 min 83
Oh dear lady, come soon to stroll on the rolling hills
The sky is azure blue, at the horizon with green frills
Thy shall smile at the vision of thee romantic nature, thy beautiful face does not mess.
Why what's the matter why you have such a February face, so full of frost of storm and cloudiness.
Did Mr. Harding you read, with all that pragmatic practical verse?
Do not create woes in your young heart yet to see mist in thy doe eyes give me a lurch.
Wear thy satin slippers my queen and I shall accompany you as your knight in waiting
Shine thy pale cheeks with a blush beautiful, smile those pomegranate lips bequeathing
Come'th embrace the spring air, breathe in the fragrance and remove the gloom looming
After all, one day the worries of this world will catch up but let's keep them at the threshold today
Let me experience thy innocent laughter and spend time in blithe, gay.
You are thy mistress, expend thy time your way, morrow shall be another day