my beings are about
to tell me a tale
and they will never
fail to impress
their stories are about
lifes of the small
enchanting light
cheerful and bright
to the back of old garden
we always return
along with some laughter
there's a point where I learn
my search is over soon
I am one with you
you are modest in
grace and dignity
my home is here with you
under sun of June
you are complete in
grace and dignity
you are
my kindred spirits
you raise me above
to heavens above
heavens above
heavens above
heavens
heavens