To a heart that's true
by michael n
For spring I wait I hope to see
Again the birds to fly and sing and play
Bees to hover in hopes to find
Nectar from the blossom it will carry away
Trees to grow big and strong
My heart to love a love not wrong
For birds do fly tree to tree
And bees do fly flower to flower
If this is so then maybe love also can return
To a heart that's true and the passion that burns