More Beauty Than Site Is Beyond Delight; A Field Of Flowers To Gleam.
So Many Butterflies In Varieties To Enchant; Every Flower Has Drawn To Clean.
The True Gifts Though, Are In You; For It Is Through Your Ability To See These Fields' Beauty In Dreams.
For If You Can But Touch One Heart, Or A Single Soul; With The Tenderness Held Inside Yourself,
Then You Shall Be Loved Forever More; Making Nature's Praises Only A Part Of What You Shared As Kind.
You My Friend Have Filled My Soul With Your Most Caring, Loving Ways; That I Have Placed You Within My Heart To Touch My Moods So Grey.
It Is There That You Will Forever Reside; Driving Evils So Far Away.
So Continue To Share That Beauty Which You Have Placed In Me; Allow The Peace Of Multitudes To Last Through Heartfelt Dreams.
Just Knowing You Is The Honor I Hold; Caring About You Is All The Pleasure I'll Ever Need.
