Beloved Hearts

Beloved hearts don't weep for me;
We will meet by the Dogwood tree.
With pink petals I will strand a garland;
We will walk through a gate to a far land.

Beloved hearts our love has no doubt;
It makes me want to sing and shout.
Our friendship makes us so real
and some day our hearts will heal.

Beloved hearts our love is unending;
and hand in hand we are defending
something much greater than just we
because we tread where flowers are free.

Beloved hearts the grass is soft like down
and our love is like feathers all around.
Our joy and peace will transcend time
reaching our inner being and our mind.

Beloved hearts some day we will be together
and it will not matter whatever the weather
because beside you walk with me that day
with serenity reigning supreme like May.