Heart Songs

Remembering in Spring green blades of grass Fresh breath of dawn gently does touch our face A rhyme for ev'ry flower full of grace When butterflies tiptoe on sassafras There is a song for ev'ry nightingale That sings our songs of love the whole day through Chorused by nestlings tan and brownish, too Heartbeat's rhythm they're dancing with their tails Standing beneath a tree, remembering Listen as the brook sings its melody As foliage writes sonnets in chemistry First day we met, a certain day in Spring. We hold hands as we listen and wonder How we came to know and love each other.