Coming back down from the Boreal forest,
The little twittering song birds gather with zest...

My sailing ship has left the bay
It won't be back another day...

When kittens play they bring such cheer,
They throw themselves about - no fear...

Wait!
Don't turn away...

When love comes flying out of left field
and smacks you between the eyes...

They say to have romance stay a while,
Choose the one that makes you smile...

You are like a fine ship or a superb wine
Unique in all properties...