Captain's hair

Shone softly in the sun

Rode on his best mare

To Sarah

School-boy eyes

Would stare with innocent fun

Never told no lies

He loved Sarah

Whispered by a bramble

Carried by a brook

To every fisher's hook

Sarah

Fragrant fields

Playing croquet in the sun

Nothing appeals

Like Sarah

Whispered by a bramble

Carried by a brook

To every fisher's hook

Sarah