Singin' Right Can Never Be Wrong Poem 2 of 4

POEM II Honeysuckle grows all entwined, Roses will soon need pruned. I am in love, dear heart of mine. I hear the call of the Loon. Fireflies on the window sill. Grasshoppers jump in the corn. Sweet call of the Whip-poor-will, and Bullfrog sings by the pond, and--of you I am quite fond. Fonder even than fond. Oh, dear heart of mind tell me another yarn, about the time of Whip-poor-will and the Bullfrogs song by the pond. I wonder if Crickets dance, do Ants work all the time? As our arms do entwine, dear heart of mine. Are you in love with me by chance, dear heart of mine? CONTINUED IN POEM III