Bring Me The Horizon (Part 3)
He chanced upon a silversmith
A kindly man, to wrought a gift
A locket cast with her in mind
He bade our seeker go and find
The finest artist in the land
To form a picture with his hand
Of palm trees kissing azure skies
And golden shores for many miles
A thousand and a thousand more
Butterfly wings the picture formed
This priceless gift the locket held
Set with colour, Magick spell
And thus he bore it home again
Through thunder, lightning, driving rain
To place the locket in her hand
And claim his maid with wedding band
c2016 Dave Baxter
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