I love to see the big white moon,
A shining in the sky;
I love to see the little stars,
When the shadow clouds go by.
I love the rain drops falling,
On my roof-top in the night;
I love the soft wind’s sighing,
Before the dawn’s gray light.
I love the deepness of the blue,
In my Lord’s heaven above;
But better than all these things I think,
I love my lady love.
The beautiful imagery of this poem speaks to the deep feelings of a great love.
We should all be so lucky.
What do you think about the imagery in this poem?