SUMMER LOVE
Come be with me And be my love,In cool, green woods,This midsummer day.
Moss for your pillow,
Your fragrant hair
Will frame your cheek
For kisses fair.
Birdsong to hear, larks in the air,
Blossom confetti, free from care.
Now we are as one
This midsummer day,
In the cool green woods,
A whole world away.
MICHAEL ROWSON