From the Courtship Collections--The Engagement

A bluebird came upon my path with spirit light I watched as he tarried along the way He fluttered in a fury then into a flight I awaiting to hear what he might say. His spirit soared, he chirped a rhyme I listened close, forgetting the time. And he bespake unto me A merry day to thee! I know thou art a child Listening to the heavenly trees Caught within a tempest mild. But, listen close, dear one, And wiht good fortune I will tell. The spirit of love and its sails And this lullalae, now, bid you well!