Spring Came

Spring came and went;

The summer lingered;

And both faded into chilly fall.

But love still beckoned and persisted:

Your eyes sent forth their eager call.

What matter days or months or seasons?

A heart may yearn but never reasons;

A soul in love its twain embraces -

All time, all thoughts, all things effaces.

So come, let's greet the wintry winds,

That cannot chill our love unsworn;

Such love eternally is born

To rule our hearts, our souls, our minds.