The Golden Lady
The golden lady sits on high
and gently rules the land
she never scolds, she never wails
she never lays a hand
She sends her love to those below
ruling fast and fair
gracing one side then the next
to a simple rhythmic aire
She warms us all day after day
asking nothing in return
only those who take too much
will feel her gentle burn.
she waltzes gracefully on the clouds
in a dress of molten gold
and never takes a partner
for they're all too weak and cold
She is the golden lady
Our solar queen above
she'll warm our lives and warm the earth
with everlasting love.
and gently rules the land
she never scolds, she never wails
she never lays a hand
She sends her love to those below
ruling fast and fair
gracing one side then the next
to a simple rhythmic aire
She warms us all day after day
asking nothing in return
only those who take too much
will feel her gentle burn.
she waltzes gracefully on the clouds
in a dress of molten gold
and never takes a partner
for they're all too weak and cold
She is the golden lady
Our solar queen above
she'll warm our lives and warm the earth
with everlasting love.
Comments
Breeze
Although I read all posts, and love to be here, I do not always comment as my pain simply does not allow it.
Chez..I'm so happy you are visiting and I hope you pain becomes a memory very soon.
Breeze
only those who take too much
will feel her gentle burn.
Breeze