For you alone The crows will prepare a hymn, An all so blessed coo - A gentle chime beckoned only to you, Hear it well Or hear it not at all, just know It was for you, my darling you. Feed the timid birds Upon the garden wall And remember to smile As you do, that exalted smile You give to all,
And when The morning chorus Sees the stars And the moon It is only because I am bereaved And Missing you.