One — you shine brighter than the sun above, Two — you added one more blooming flower of love. Three — the bouquet is filled with colors bright, Four — just like it was at the very first sight. Five — it is the blue of dreams so true, Like living magic sparkling on fairy wings of you. The world may groan and scream in pain, But you keep singing a pure soft refrain. If I were to paint, I would take the blue sky, And dress you in it as the clouds drift by. And I would place the sun in petals of yellow gold, To softly warm the path each step you go. Then slowly I would mix the azure with the gold, And lay at bare feet my green soul untold, To shoe those steps with hope and love so true, So every road lets brighter light shine through. And I would pray to the angels who sing above, To find the soul they should send with love. And the sky would carry gentle wings so light, On which the heart could wander into flight. To wrap the air in warm and tender rays, And in the rainbow rising after rainy days. And when, tired from flying, there’s need for rest, To breathe for a moment and think in the chest, A sweet wind will sing both soft and low I am always with you where green leaves grow.
