“I CAN HARDLY!” a.k.a.: “In Your Woods, I Wood!” Saturday – December 30, 2017.
I’d be a bandit!
I can’t look up; it is TOO much!
Your beauty, I am sure to touch!
You’re SO pure – so good and true,
So – in love with you.
There’s so much beauty, I just cry –
And never catch my breath to sigh!
Your eyes are lovely, dark and deep,
And every promise I shall keep,
So, to your woods I’ll run and hide,
In Thee, forever, I’ll abide.
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore—
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door
“‘Tis some visitor,” I muttered, “tapping at my chamber door—
Only this and nothing more”