I want to love a bonnie gal

Some words.

       I want to love a bonnie girl

I am dreaming of dear Scotland again,

once my pretty Sheena and I,

we were drunk in love.

We knew wanderlust of roaming the German places of beauty and wonder.

She was my pale skin beauty, who made me smile and  she made me laugh at life hard days.

She was my wild and soft bonnie girl,

I remember we would dance for the moon and the stars.

She weaved stories for me and I held her tightly.

Now my timeless love,

my beautiful auburn beauty,

her words still haunting my thoughts.

"Soldier go where they suppose to go,

war is never ending and foolish men want to taste war and death.

Please come to Scotland with me,

be my love,

let's find a place to rest and to love.

I will be your bonnie girl forever."

Old soldier went to Scotland too late. 

His bonnie girl couldn't wait for the wandering soldier.

He left her be, never said his proper goodbye.

Now wishful man dreamed of a bonnie girl.

                             Dancing Coyote

                      

Author's Note

Some words.

Reviews

[Patricia Wedel]

dear John... I adore so many Tales of Scotland, and
wish to go there someday. I will listen to your video
during the day when I celebrate my Birthday, April 23.
Roger is still sleeping, and I sit in an overstuffed grand chair
by the bed... with a Lamp and my computer... so I cannot
play music at this early hour of almost six am.
I am intrigued by your poem, and dance to the lines of
your poem... so beautifully sad and distant. truly, Pat

[Coyote Poetry]

Happy birthday dear Pat. The song is wonderful. She is a amazing singer and thank you for reading my words.

[Laura Kate]

She was soft but she was also wild. She couldn't wait, and he knew the risk he was taking. Potentially swept away by the romance of it all, as if the thought of coming back to her was worth the risk of losing her completely. But he must have had faith. The disappointment. Then again, there is no romancing war, dear soldier. These are some of the most beautiful words I have read, I can see them both dancing on the cliff edge in the dark under the moon and stars. Happy and in love. This must be my new favourite of yours.

[Coyote Poetry]

One of my great regrets. When we are young. We don't know when we are touched by a angel and thank you LauraKate for reading and the comment.

[Neville]

these words are so very sad and true, they tell a tale of love, loss and yearning.... told the Coyote way

a very impressive and moving poem John..

Neville

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Neville, I appreciate the kind words.

[Neville]

you are more than deserving and welcome...

[Tomás Ó C..]

Lovely verse of a love lost... many of us are such soldiers.

[Coyote Poetry]

Yes we are, my friend. Thank you for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.