The Three Swans

Along the stream i walked in the woods
Till i saw a swan in lovely mood
With grace with daze she glided
In that morning i felt so blessed

Decided i had to capture her
Grabbed my hands did and kicked her webbed feet
Alas, won her over i did not
Instead, in agony parted we did

Sighing, i continued walking
Till i saw in that morning light
Another swan was glowing white
Decided i did to try again
And again, my effort was in vain
As she flew away, in the pouring rain

Drenched myself was, i moved ahead
Till i chanced upon one in a glade
In silence i watched she danced with sway
If only time could stop to make her stay
Alas, ere long, she took to the sky
As i could only wave her goodbye