Happy
“My love you make me as happy and cheerful as a lark.” ~ Idlehearts
Give me all the riches
of the world and I’ll be happy,
I’ll be happy if you get me
all the comfort and luxury,
The finest food
The finest silk
The finest wine
will make me a tad bit happier;
Happiest I would still be
If you hand me scepter and crown
studded with rubies and emeralds,
And sit me on a plush throne
of silver and gold
whiling away my days in the
embrace of a lady, eager and bold;
But,
Look into my eyes with love
and holding my hand
lead me under a gentle sky
to the cool shades of a tree
swaying with the wind playfully
by the river flowing languorously
where the weary birds at dusk come to roost—
And I’ll be as happy as a lark!
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