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My Lady Went Planting
by Sharmagne Leland-St, John
My lady went planting
and gathering thyme
She sowed her seeds in circles
around the pine
My lady went courting
and singing a rhyme
She sent her arrows whirling
in grim design
My lady sipped tea
made form sassafras bark
Her arrows they flew 'til
they found their mark
My lady went loving
she found her a man
But he was a rover
she's alone again
Down to the orchard
down to the sea
Across the soft meadow
and up through the lea
She fondles the sweet grass
she picks the wild flowers
She remembers the man whom
she gave all her hours
She strolls through the woods
she skips down the lane
She laughs in the sun
she weeps with the rain
My lady she weeps
her bittersweet tears
My lady she dwells on
the long ago years
When my lady went planting
and gathering thyme
She sowed her seeds in circles
around the pine
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