(Bo
This is a poem wrote by a dear friend of mine. If you are Cajun or from Louisiana or maybe you have heard about this lady..She is well known for her Voo Doo...I am doing this page for my dear friend as a gift. I hope you like it Bobbi..Love you, Sue
(Bo
Marie Laveau
Out in the courtyard, by the pale moonlight
all alone in my plight.
Down on my knees I wept
for a lover that could not be kept.
And in my misery and woe
did I call upon Marie Laveau.
That New Orleans Queen of old.
Mistress of spells and fortunes, I'm told.
From out the night burst lightening and thunder
and I could not but wonder ...
Could it be she?
Had she answered my plea?
Was struck numb with fear
as suddenly she did appear ...
from the night's dark fold.
A shadowy figure, proud and bold.
Mistress of charms and curses
changing fates with potions and verses.
Spells and fortunes she sold ...
This New Orleans Queen of old.
Trailing along Bourbon Street,
where next we would meet.
This figure of magical mystique ...
nodding her head in a greet.
Suddenly she stopped.
An object she dropped.
Something left behind
that I did find.
What ... I cannot tell
but did cast a spell.
And unto this day
my lover does not stray.
If ever in Orleans, whatever the reason
no matter the season ...
Watch by the pale moon light ...
and see her you might.
Mistress of spells and curses.
Changing fate with her potions and verses.
Marie Laveau, proud and bold.
That New Orleans Queen of old.
This is one she just wrote for me and I am so proud of it..
CajunSue
Her name is Sue,
and she's cajun through and through.
Prettiest thing you've ever seen!
She's our own little cajun queen.
She's full of passion and fire,
of fun and mischief she'll never tire.
Bright as a summer's day,
you'll know her if she comes your way.
Full of love,dancing and singing,
hope and cheer she's bringing!
She's in your heart
right from the start.
In the bayous,
she's well known.
Love and affection
she's shown.
Hers is a true cajun soul,
proud and bold.
In the bayous stories are told
about Sue and her heart of gold.
In an old cajun's head
as he crawls into bed,
all he can hope it seems
is to see her dancing in his dreams.
Becoming a legend, our CajunSue.
Mon cher', it's true.
And she's cajun through and through.
She's a Cajun queen, our Sue.
Barbara LaBarbera
(Bobbi)
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