love and a question - mandolin/guitalele
the night, And he turned and looked at the road afar Without a window light. The bridegroom came forth into the porch With, Let us look at the sky, 10 And question what of the night to be, Stranger, you and I. The woodbine leaves littered the yard, The woodbine berries were blue, Autumn, yes, winter was in the wind; 15 Stranger, I wish I knew. Within, the bride in the dusk alone Bent over the open fire, Her face rose-red with the glowing coal And the thought of the hearts desire. 20 ...
Author: billkilpatrick; Tags: frost poetry poem love stranger question guitalele mandolin kilpatrick
