Wednesday, May 9, 2012

Music Box Queen



                                                             She twirls and twirls
                                                             like a merry go around
                                                             in her frilly new dress
                                                             and shiny, gold crown

                                                             A fair maiden is she
                                                             with wavy, golden hair
                                                             she dances every dance
                                                             in her mind he is there

                                                             As the music plays
                                                             two hearts beat fast
                                                             and every tender moment
                                                             is a gift that'll last

                                                            She can see him clear
                                                            in that faraway land
                                                            in the midst of war
                                                            he dances so grand

                                                           Across the ocean wide
                                                           two spirits does grow
                                                           they dance the night away
                                                           in their ballroom show

                                                           When the dawn is nigh
                                                           with the sun's early gleam
                                                           she continues to dance
                                                           like a music box queen

                                                            Susie Swanson, 2011

23 comments:

  1. Lovely poem, Susie. A bit sad too, but very nice.

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  2. Susie, Your poem is beautiful. I really don't know how you do it.I can't seem to get past roses are red, myself.:):)Smiles, Susie

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    1. Thank you so much, I don't know myself sometimes how I come up with this stuff..lol.. It just finds me..

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  3. Susie, this is so sweet! It made me think of a musical jewelry box my mother had with a little lady twirling around. Her little granddaughters loved watching her.

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    1. Thank you, I believe that's where I got the inspiration from..I have a little music box lady that plays music..Everytime I passed by her, words started forming in my mind..They are so pretty, my grandaughter loves it..Glad I could help with the sweet memories..

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  4. Beautiful...you make the words flow...I can almost hear the music.
    ~God Bless~

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    1. Thank you so much..glad you enjoyed it.

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  5. I feel like dancing !
    'Across the ocean wide'
    Your words stir my soul...
    ~Jo

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    1. Thank you Jo, glad it made you dance..

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  6. Wonderful Susie, felt like getting up and dancing.
    Great poem.

    Yvonne.

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    2. Thank you Yvonne for joining me..

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  7. Hi Susie! I love, your poem so much! It is just wonderful and it made me smile from ear to ear. It reminded me of the little white jewelry box my Grandma and Grandpa gave me when I was a girl. When you opened it up, it played the Nutcracker and there was a little blond ballet dancer with a crown that twirled round and round! This is really a neat poem Susie, it sounds almost like a fairy tale!

    We had a big rainstorm yesterday, with raging wind and a severe thunderstorm alert. It left everything a little wind blown but sparkling and refreshed I began a granny square afghan yesterday for our neighbor's little six year old girl. I found some ultra-sparkly pink yarn at Hobby Lobby, when I showed it to her, she squealed and just about popped, so I knew it was the right one! :) She and her little brother are such delightful children and they bring me a lot of joy.

    They don't have a lot of modern toys and video games and their mother crochets and makes them dolls and stuffed animals. They are so appreciative of any little thing you give them. It really touches my heart. Have a great day tomorrow and I really appreciate all the support Susie and the sweet comments you have left on my new blog! With Love, Delisa :)

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    1. It's so good to hear from you Delisa, so sory you had a bad storm..We've had quite a few here too..Katie will be so happy with her afghan..It's just like to put a smile on someone's face..Thank you so much..

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  8. That is so sweet, Susie! And the music is perfect with it, too.

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    1. Thank you so much, glad you enjoyed it..

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  9. That is so sweet, Susie! I can see it in my mind and feel the music in my heart.

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  10. I used to love to dance and this poem of yours makes me feel alive and ready to go. Beautiful Susie. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

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