Poems of thought and love

You see the nature of my love

Every time a lily sighs

The smell of spring

does all but dies,

And a fox as sly

As a dragon fly,

Can't take away

the spring in your eyes.

What falls in autumn,

Will jump in spring,

And the tumbling leaves,

Will bring up trees,

Like a knife that cuts

Through open air,

I feel your eyes,

But not your stare.

Just as the man on the moon,

Has hung on and still can,

I will always love you

With all that I am.