Notes from a Time Traveller by Elke Stevens

She has dreamy eyes and golden hair, I wonder is she as sweet as her cherry red lips, is she as helpful as the hand she gives, is she foolish enough to love me?

She sits silent in the garden singing to the sweet sound of birds calling to one another, as I feel a call to her.

With her cherry red lips she sings songs of precious beauty I wonder is she as fair as the words she sings?

She sits silent in the garden with her dreamy eyes full of tears, my heart breaks, I ask her why do you cry my love, she asks me why don’t you love me, I take her hand and say I love you.

She takes my hand her eyes are full of love.E

©Elke T.B. Stevens 04/ 2017