SECRET LOVE

She hid her love when young till she couldn't bear to look at
Light. She dares not gaze upon his face, but, left his memory
Each place..., where she left a wildflower lie, she kissed, and
Bade her love good-bye.

She met his lady in the greenest dells where
Dewdrops pearl the wind bluebell, the lost breeze kissed,
And his bright, blue-eye! The bee kissed, and went singing
By a sunbeam....

Found a package there, A gold chain around his neck so fair,
As secret as the wild bee's song he lay there all summer
Long. She hid her love in field and town till even a breeze
Would knock her down; The bees seemed singing ballads o'er....
The fly's bass turned a lion's roar, and even silence found
A tongue to haunt her all summer long; the riddle nature
Could not prove was nothing else but secret....love!