A blossom in springtime ,
A leaf in the fall .
Yes , these are the treasures
I like most of all .
But though these are treasures
I so like to see .
There's nothing more precious
Than you are to me .
For nothing is softer
Than your gentle skin .
The leaves and the blossoms
Just cannot contend .
Your hair is more golden
Than any fall day .
And your cheeks are redder
Than blossoms in May .
But mainly the reason
I hold you so dear .
Your beauty is present
At all times of year .
A blossom in springtime ,
A leaf in the fall .
Yes , you are the one dear
I like most of all .
GREENWOLFE 1962
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
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