Remembering Poes Annabel Lee

“It was many and many a year ago…..
In a Kingdom By The Sea!”

These words bring back the long ago-
And the days of “Annabel Lee”!

Then the little dog looks up at me-
And his eyes are soft and dim-
“And did He remember “Annabel Lee?”
“And did she remember him?”

There is no song so dear to me-
Till lifes last tale is told:
AND OVER HER TOMB, THE SILVER MOON,
TURNS ALL HER BEAMS…TO GOLD!

Was there a valley of singing trees?
And a “KINGDOM BY THE SEA?”
And was there a girl who ran along-
BY THE NAME, OF, ANNABEL LEE?
And the moon never beamed, but the Poet dreamed,
OF HIS BEAUTIFUL ANNABEL LEE!
And his thoughts went back to the haunted tomb-
DOWN…BY….THE…….SOUNDING….SEA!

TO HER TOMB….BY..THE…SOUNDING….SEA!

My youth is gone for many a year-
But the moon, and the stars still gleam!
And I can never read “Annabel Lee”
Without going back….in a dream.

And the little valley they left one day,
In the Poets used to be…..
Was a LAND, where the “Haunted POE” was glad,
IN A KINGDOM BY THE SEA!

And the moon never beams
Without bringing his dreams…..
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee…
Yes…the moon never beams…
Without bringing him dreams-
AND THE STARS THAT WERE BRIGHT AS HER EYES!
And the Springtime Valley They left one day….
STILL….UNDER…THE…..MOONLIGHT…..LIES.