"The Land Of Just-Think-It"

I couldn't sleep
So I wrote you this note
Bout a gal in a castle
With a very deep moat.

The talk of the kingdom
This lady so fair
With golden brown locks
Of long flowing hair.

Though only a court jester
My life had been fun
When into my court
Came a kingdom of one.

Majectic and regal,
So delicate so refined
I blinked and I blinked
What a find, what a find.

So short be one's youth
So long the decline
Only love's mighty power
Makes the moments sublime.

As I gaze at my maiden
One eye to one other
I cannot believe
There will be another.

I will never waver
I will never weaken
She lights me and guides me
In the land of just-think-it.

- Floyd Maxwell (1957-)


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