I worshipped you in silence,
and built for you a throne,
within the sanctuary of my heart,
ruling my world alone.

I marvelled at your beauty,
your slender form and grace,
the tenderness adorning
your winsome, smiling face.

No stars were ever brighter,
than your sweet sparkling eyes,
welding a power that lured me,
nearer to paradise.

I longed to hear the magic,
of your sweet Lisburn voice,
one word, spoken direct to me,
would make my soul rejoice.

Then one night in the picture house,
as close to me you sat
you said to your companion,
" what,s speckie luckin at ! "

Thanks Donald the poery at Lisburn Tech made laugh like that !

Nice one, Donald.

Anything that makes one smile. Lisburn picturehouse to a tee.

Yes, Donald. That poem did make me laugh. Great punchline.

Look closely at the third line of the third stanza and you'll see those were hot eyes.

Yes, Dabbler. I type without checking too.

I cannot take credit for someone else's work, I once heard it somewhere and changed it slightly to the present version. Was it George Washington who once said, " I cannot tell a lie" ?
Donald