In London Town Pt Three

Seraphine, my darling one Steady as the rising sun Stronger than a river’s flow Stopping where the flowers grow Blooming like a tulip Spring Brilliant as a diamond ring Busy as a Bumble Bee Bashful like a shady tree Learning from the words I speak Laughing with me all the week Lifting me both day and night Loving me with all your might Stormy as a cloudy sky Sleepy as a lullaby Softer than a baby's feet Sweeter than a sugar beet Cautious like an alibi Clever as a reason why Cheerful as a holiday Crazy kid in every way If Heaven’s light is good and true May every star reflect in you That in your eyes the world may see The kind of person we should be Somebody noble, brave, and just The kind of leader people trust To raise the poor and lift the meek And gain the trust that leaders seek A savior to the broken man Who did the best a person can But finished last and met defeat To join the beggars in the street . . .