Would the flowers think of you in kind
To praise upon their petals
And not crush them boots unmind
If I asked the birds to sing of you
What song would they sing me to
That best descibes you to their kind
Do the birds sing for you with peace of mind
If I asked the sky to say your name
Would it cloud and then come rain
Or would the sun shine brightly in the sky
With a cloud winking lightly to as you passed on by
