Where The Pomegranates Grow
Outside the city where lush
Lovely pomegranates grow
The spring has sprung and flowers show
Birds rear their young in tones hushed
The lady weeps in a silent
Strain, love has left a broken heart
In pain, where the pomegranates start
To bloom once again, so vibrant
Hush my love your chance to shine bright
Slipped in on a cloud silver lined
A knight so good and deeply kind
Caught your tears throughout the long night
He sprinkles them upon the air
Pomegranate bushes sprang up
Their juice forever fill your cup
Arise love, his maiden fair
Receive his love, freed from despair
Outside the city, in rural
Terrain. a perfect scene ~mural
Where pomegranates grow with flair