Poems (Clark)/Song
For works with similar titles, see Song.
SONG
Only a song, a little song, Warm from the heart upwelling,Happy and jubilant, soft and low,Like a rippling pool where waters flow,— A song for Love's own telling.
Life is a song, a happy song, Glad with a wealth of sweetness,When the sun shines bright, and skies are blue,—When Love is our guide, and friends are true, A song of Hope's completeness.