You are the beauty of each flower
and the blush on every bloom
you are the touch of April shower
and the forests sweet perfume
You are the bay aflame at sunset
and the beach beneath my feet
you are the ripples of the ocean
and the warmth of summer heat
You are the desert and the prarie
the rolling hills atopped with snow
you are as gentle as the daisies
and the rain that makes them grow
You are the laughter of the river
and the birdsong in the pine
you are the meadows and the mountains
but best of all you're mine.
Jul 13, 2012
Jul 13, 2012 at 7:43 AM UTC
You are the beauty of each flower
and the blush on every bloom
you are the touch of April shower
and the forests sweet perfume
You are the bay aflame at sunset
and the beach beneath my feet
you are the ripples of the ocean
and the warmth of summer heat
You are the desert and the prarie
the rolling hills atopped with snow
you are as gentle as the daisies
and the rain that makes them grow
You are the laughter of the river
and the birdsong in the pine
you are the meadows and the mountains
but best of all you're mine.