Spring Love

AGAIN (another Filk)

There's still frost on the branches of morning,
And petals but dream of Springs rebirth,
Your smile can bloom upon the darkest night;
And I know that I love you again.

I never could know you in childhood play,
Nor see you in pigtails and curls,
But on life's tree you can swing back to me;
And I know that I love you again.

Though we might be separated by twilight,
And your song but a fine memory,
I can hear your soft heart call from lonely,
And I know that I love you again.

Then I wake to your breath on my shoulder
And know you are still safe at my side.
My soul now is at peace with my spirit;
And I know that I love you again,

my darling,
I know that I love you again.


faucon