Caledon Poem by Steve Howard

Two moons do lie off Caledon,
hung in a yellow sky.
The wind blows cold down the Insit vale,
where the Yolon flows swift by.

Two lovers dwell in Caledon,
on Yolon's banks, on either side,
and they will never ever meet,
across the Yolon wild and wide.

Two lovers dwell in Caledon,
who stand beside the rushing stream,
and cast their hearts into the mist,
where true love is but a dream.

Two lovers dwell in Caledon,
two bells that cannot ring.
For they listen, never hearing,
the love songs others sing.

Two lovers dwell in Caledon,
and beneath a yellow sky,
they will never ever meet,
yet the Yolon still flows by.