Pen a phrase to tell a tale
of wild flowers, spring and dale
of nature, of sunshine and of dreams
Love takes flight, as if it had wings
like the butterflies beauty it sings
of far off places and magical lands
where the power of life is in our hands.
To live and die in this happy place
seems but a dream, full of grace.
Grace to live by, it shall seem
that millions of Angels shall redeem.