The fisherman and the maiden

A fisherman there was,

a handsome young man,

with eyes  like the sea,

hair coloured like sand.

And courted he was

by a young maiden fair,

with sapphire eyes

and long golden hair

And from her long locks

she knotted together

the strongest of nets

for all kinds of weather,

which then when cast out

into the water came back

 so full of fish

it seemed it could snap

For as we all know

or know so we should

the magic in love

is the least understood.

So powerful it is

that just from her hair

the love shone so strong

no net could compare,

And so consequentially

the fisherman he

was the most successful of fishermen

on all of the sea.

But don’t forget we shall not

that it would not have been so

had the maiden not loved him

and when her hair back did grow

The fisherman requested

that she knotted once more

a net twice as big

a net, but what for?

But though questions she had

question she did not

and knotted away

for what would get caught

Then taking the net

he took to the seas

and sailed the waves

led by the breeze

And when the horizon

the edge he did spy

he continued his adventure

he sailed through the sky

Up, up he did journey

up toward the moon

and as he travelled

he sang a soft tune

“For I love her so much “

“my love” he did sing

“I shall capture a star,

for to make her a ring.”

And so casting his net

a star he did find

a star to acknowledge

the love they would bind.

And with star in his net

back down he did go

to his love he did travel

with the star all aglow

And when her door she did answer

he got down on one knee

and requested her hand

and “yes” then said she

And so then they married

and how happy they are

with his nets to catch fish

and on her finger a star.

10/02/2014
Roisin Callaghan