Some days my soul rises up with the sun,Filled with the wild elation of loving,And knowing that love is returned by one,Whose heart belongs to me, and this provingBy her deep devotion and caring words.As my heart takes flight, words flow from my mindAnd sing their joy as they soar with the birds.But there are other days when she seems blindTo my fervent declarations of loveAnd all at once the world is dark and drear.So I...
