She had hair as red as a ruby.
Eyes the colour of a turquoise sea.
She was quiet and mysterious.
She would let your imagination run free.
Bold and brave she was.
Stood up for those who needed to rise.
She belonged to another world,
not seen by human eyes.
At night she would come,
when the human folk were asleep.
She would walk into their rooms.
when they were dreaming deep.
She would sing into their ear,
a sweet lullaby.
Change their mood from down to high.
Give them hope and give them pride.
So when they awoke they could decide.
And with her always was her little sweet friend.
Her little black crow who followed her to no end.
He would accompany her wherever she went.
Spending time with him was a day well spent.
She had hair as red as a ruby.
Eyes the colour of a turquoise sea.
I hope one night when you are dreaming,
she will come and visit thee.
Verse: Sandra Kavanagh (c) .
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem