Love Song

Heart of the saffron rose,
Lines of the lily red,
Gold of the buttercup,
Dew of the daisies bed,
Flight of the rising bird
Luring me to the skies,
Smile of an evening star
Playing before mine eyes,
Rime of the silver morn
Fair on the green of trees,
Scent of the coffee blooms
Waking the drowsy bees;
Charming and beautiful,
Rare are these sights to see;
But more than all and more
Is your fond heart to me.