you do seem to know what true love is all about
for the winter breeze to the summer heat
for Autumn's chill to the cool springs rain.
for like a flower about to bloom
the sweet smile as it sails to me
for as it grows the beauty it beholds
for when it has grown at last the beauty it holds
form the highest mountains to the flat es plains
for singing birds to hopping deers
from the shallow spring to the deep es seas
for all of the is what I see when I look a pound thy.