Dancing Grey

Our Poem

From the magic of the night you come to fill my dreams,
No need to bring me stardust, no need to bring moonbeams.
'Phaeton' the Greeks would call you, you are 'the shining one',
And through the myths and legend our hearts and love you've won.
May these moments last forever like those sands of time,
May your mystic hoofbeats echo like the words of rhyme.
Soon the visions of the night will quietly slip away,
For I cannot take you with me beyond the break of day.


Verse by Mary Lascelles