Sweet Troubador

A cricket to my window came

Sweet troubador

Without a name

And sang upon that dismal night

Beneath the moon’s full, golden light

His cheery tune

For all to hear

Who could resist?

So I drew near

And as his melody arose

Like angels up a ladder climb

I felt my worries and my woes

Dissolve and fade

In record time

And every night

That’s happened since

I yet await my singing prince

The moon may wane

Withhold its light

But he renews his song each night

Fulfills the dream I long to claim

Sweet troubador

without a name

5 thoughts on “Sweet Troubador

    1. So glad you like it! Blessings and much love to you, my darling Joanne *smiling heart**willows in mist**children singing*

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