The Briddle Path

Luck kissed my brow and held me close
Said, ''I can no longer stay
My brother will watch over you
While I'm gone away"

"You two will get on fine," he said
But he really did not convince
The sun turned grey as he rode away
And I haven't seen him since

"I didn't catch your name," I said
Luck's brother answered so
"My name is Love," he said to me,
"I'm sad to see my brother go"

His teeth were straight and pearly white
His eyes the clearest blue
And when he spoke a second time
His voice was rich and smooth

"Look yonder," said Love and pointed
Then gave a winning little laugh
I saw the prettiest young thing with a wedding ring
Walk down the bridle path