A day’s not ordinary when a Lady wins a Masters
Hurtling over obstacles and many near-disasters
And so in all humility I give you this refrain
A Lady of gentility, a lady with a brain.

It comforts me that you’ve not changed,
That you are just the same -
That nothing has been dis-arranged, no image to re-frame, -
And still I warm my shivering soul against your clear bright flame.

 


INTRO | SITE MAP | 1949 ALBUM | 1955 ALBUM | 1959 ALBUM | 1960 ALBUM | SONG BOOK
SPIN OFFS | ALL VERSE | MISCELLANY | PURCHASE | CONTACT US

We review and update our pages at various times
but the duration of links to other sites is not under our control.
We are not responsible for the content of any websites which link back to our site.
Copyright © 2004 - 2009 [The Robert Schmertz Web Site] All rights reserved