Fly to her.

 

True hope is swift,and flies with swallow's wings

 

 

Oh, Swallow, Swallow

 Oh, Swallow, Swallow, flying, flying South,
    Fly to her, and fall upon her gilded eaves,
    And tell her, tell her, what I tell to thee.

  O tell here, Swallow, thou that knowest each,
    That bright and fierce and fickle is the South,
    And dark and true and tender is the North.

  O were I thou that she might take me in,
    And lay me on her bosom, and her heart
    Would rock the snowy cradle till I died. 

        Alfred, Lord Tennyson

One response to “Fly to her.

  1. I never knew there would be a better tomorrow But you’ve come into my life and taken away all my sorrow My days of sadness are a thing of the past Because I have found true love at last My days of emptiness are gone for good Because you fill a void in my heart that you should You’ve opened a window You’ve shown me the light And my love for you will continue to burn bright.

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