The Lady in White

The lady in white passed by our house,

     And a fairy princess she;

I waved my hand in a manner grand,

     And she? Ah! She answered me.

The lady in white passed quickly by

     And then was lost to my sight;

And the skies grew dull, and my heart was full,

     For I love the lady in white.

Each day the lady in white has passed

     Till I know her every move;

And O, I have sought, in manner and thought,

     My veriest love to prove.

But my lady in white ignores my suit,

     And what can a poor man do?

She cannot judge yet, for I am a vet,

     And she is but half past two.

Oct. 11, ‘09