To you loving me
And true poetry,
To you I give my heart.
Were you loving none
But moon and sun
I’d still love you from the start.

If you loved only
Sweet birds and flowers,
If you loved only sky,
I’d sing and sing
For hours and hours
Of the love-light in your eye.

If you loved only a drop,
A drop of water clear,
That ran my cheek and didn’t stop,
In joy that you were near,
I’d clasp you in my arms and say,
“I own the whole wide world today.”