Lucia

The stars in her eyes,
Or is it the little pretty dimple by her smile,
So in love was she,
Swaying down the road,
Singing love melodies.
Of him and her,
Though hearts so far,
He said he couldn't stay
That he had to go far far away.
But no! Love doesn't know distance,
Because no miles can kill romance,
All alone in the woods,
With no one to eat her delicious foods.
Little pretty Lucia,the lonely bride,
Loneliness that would never overcome her pride,
She did wed in shame,
To a lad without a name.
The say love is blind,
But in it she found sight,
For she believed in Lucas,
The man behind her emotional fracas.