The valley green was so serene
In the middle ran a stream so blue...
A maiden fair, in despair, once had met her true love there and she
told him...
She would say...
"Promise me , when you see, a white rose you'll think of me
I love you so,
Never let go,
I will be your ghost of a rose..."
Her eyes believed in mysteries
She would lay amongst the leaves of amber
Her spirit wild, heart of a child, yet gentle still and quiet and
mild and he loved her...
When she would say...
"Promise me , when you see, a white rose you'll think of me
I love you so,
Never let go,
I will be your ghost of a rose..."
When all was done, she turned to run
Dancing to the setting sun as he watched her
And ever more he thought he saw
A glimpse of her upon the moors forever
He'd hear her say...
"Promise me , when you see, a white rose you'll think of me
I love you so,
Never let go,
I will be your ghost of a rose..."
"Ghost of a Rose" as sung by Blackmore's Night. Thought it might
be fitting for here.
Due to testing for West Nile virus encephilitis the cache has
been moved away from both the wetlands & the test birds.
Please do NOT disturb the cages about 25' behind the graveyard, the
cache is located well in front of them closer to the road. Please
rehide well due to the area.
Gonna place a Northern Gals rule on this..Any logs that are
defamatory, derogatory or negative in view will be deleted without
notice. Even if she hated the hide she would be polite about it
& just log it as "TFTC,TNLNSL".