Had I a golden pound to spend, <br />My love should mend and sew no more. <br />And I would buy her a little quern, <br />Easy to turn on the kitchen floor. <br /> <br />And for her windows curtains white, <br />With birds in flight and flowers in bloom, <br />To face with pride the road to town, <br />And mellow down her sunlit room. <br /> <br /> <br />And with the silver change we'd prove <br />The truth of Love to life's own end, <br />With hearts the years could but embolden, <br />Had I a golden pound to spend.<br /><br />Francis Ledwidge<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/had-i-a-golden-pound-after-the-irish/
