Oona cast a rose upon the sea <br />Milo stood as an Apollo god <br />His robes of velvet flowed below his knees <br />And with his hands, he captured lightning rods <br />Milo was a warrior of strength <br />Oona was his lovely princess fair <br />Her hair was golden and quite long in length <br />Yet, had a copper hue which was so rare <br />Milo watched as Oona swam the waters <br />"She was so like a mermaid", he did think <br />"As regal as one of Aphrodite's daughters" <br />But then, he noticed Oona start to sink <br />Milo dove for Oona from the cliff <br />His hands were clumsy and as cold as ice <br />Poor Oona slipped just beyond his grip <br />And Milo mourned his greatest sacrifice <br />If you ever venture near the sea of love <br />You may hear Oona sing the sweetest tune <br />You may see Milo, peaceful as a dove <br />Or, you may see Milo baying at the moon<br /><br />Tamara Beryl Latham<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/oona-and-milo/
