Lady Mary Crawley... I love you.

Ready for a little poetry slam with Downton? Oh Lady Mary... I do wish to be transported to your time... hell I'd even work downstairs to get a glimpse of you.





I know Mary is not for real.
Her perfection perfected in an hour
In costumes selected with zeal
And details down to the flowers.

I cannot live in Mary’s façade
But I breathe in and enjoy it;
Reach out to take her hand
Walk to the garden and sit.

Oh Mary to live in your dream
Would make mortal men melt
I can only wish and scheme
Then wonder how it all felt.
 (c) Dave Schipper