We know of a special lady
Marcy is her name
She loves windmills so much
Her yards have grown to fame
Rustic windmill structures
Just blend in with nature’s best
They captivate your heart
Stand up to the windy test
High up into the sky
Marcy’s windmills whirl and whish
Catching the softest breeze
A windmill dreamer’s wish
Not only does Marcy love windmills
She loves her chickens as well
Beauties those chickens are
Grown with love you can tell
So maybe, folks, you’ll run across
Marcy, that lady of style
She’ll no doubt pour fresh cups of tea
And visit with you awhile!
Marilyn Lott
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/marcy-s-windmills/
