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

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

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

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

Wait!
Don't turn away...

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

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