</>Like a child he'll slide over the rainbow <br />Into fields of wild tulips <br />Wait for the rain before the end <br />Cross the harvest of red <br />What is left? , but mermaids in the sand <br />Mermaids wait for the blush of sky <br />Mermaids wait again day by day <br />Who is the brave wanderer? <br />Treker, maker of love <br />Chose the mermaid, gave her legs <br />For the fields are red, <br />not unlike the sky of hope<br /><br />Michael Jon Horgan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/valentines-day-4/
