Her starlit eyes,
they shone like lanterns,
they lit the way
for weary trav'lers;
her dark brown hair
like Venetian silk
that spun throughout
a queen's night gown;
her gentle voice
like the fiddler's tune;
it calms the soul
like petting a foal;
her everything;
a work of art,
a splendid theatre show;
what big a shame
that I let it all go~
