The Dreamer Copyright © 2009 Reg Wright

I heard the Poet say,
Shall I compare thee
To a summers day?
I wonder, if upon you he did gaze
And by your beauty be amazed.
If this be so then his words
Your beauty could not measure.
A lowly poet I, but were I king
For this fair gem I would
Exchange all my treasure.
And my Kingdom
To serve you as I should.