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.
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