Of Hearts and Clovers
by Marcus Draik

Breezes sway the florid grasses, dreams float through the sky
Lost among the trees, among the petals drifting by
Skylarks singing sweetly
Roses pink in softest spring
Here upon the hill
When you are near
The bluebells ring

Dewdrops glisten
Greenest flower
Time is thine at ease
Petals basking
On the breeze

Dreams of charming princes, dreams of sailors home from sea
Match not your peaceful presence, nor your tender eyes for me
Thine your fleecy kingdom
Mine the smile its liege imparts
Dozing on your hill
Amidst the flock
My prince of hearts

Green quiescence
Tiny flower
Sunlit through the trees
Petals resting
On the breeze