The Swan, in solitude wonders
What he can offer Dove
Besides his wordly blunders,
Swan has his eternal love

Swan wants Dove to be secure,
But also wants dove to be free
The poverty is a tenure
The struggle an illusion

For no matter how sad Dove feels
Swan will be there, right on her heels
For Swan knows happiness comes not from wealth
But from a deep content, from a loving mouth

Swan will try his best and may fail,
There will be joyous days of sun
And monstrous days of hail

But Dove will always know
That deep down,
Underneath the worldly frown
The seed of love continues to grow