Carol's Song Of Joy

Oh, sing for us Carol.
Happilly we listen.
Joyous is the sound.
That lulls the waterfall Quiet.



What fairy, wood nimph or elf.
Does not depart from under
their unbrella mushroom.
To hear thee gayly sing.



Oh, song of joy.
Thy fairies' throat echos though the myst.
Until in slumber, it bades us good night.



Precious morn.
We awake to lyrical fantacies.
Of our Carol, and her song of joy.

For my dear friend Carol
Her Song has touched so many.

Doirean...