All the things you are
You are the promised kiss of spring time
that makes the lonely winter seem long,
You are the breathless hush of evening
That trembles on the brink of a lovely song
You are the angel glow that lights a star
The dearest things I know are what you are
Some day, my happy arms will hold you
And Some day, I＇ll know that moment devine
When all the things you are Are mine