Priscilla

Oh Priscilla,

Yee make my heart content,

For where I ask?

Where had the time went?

Thee shiny locks of hair.

A dark brown, almost black

Thee light brown eyes,

Sparkling like stars in a black night’s sky

Above thee freckles,

Those that bounced around your cheeks like a group of

Cheerful, dancing men.

For how I ask?

How can one be of such beauty?

Your face

A pale, but contrasting with your dark features

Those features of great wisdom and love

Forever more will I remember that day,

You walked in and took my heart a stray.

I plead for you not to leave

Oh,

But one of such beauty can not be concealed!