Wings
H. Rhodes
All the loveliest things in the world
Have wings, have wings!
Ev'ry bird on the blossoming spray
That wakes and sings!
Happy winds and the gay bees that hum
Soft murmurings,
All are sent to this garden of mine
On wings, on wings!
All the loveliest dreams of my heart
Have wings, have wings!
Joy and laughter, the wonderful thoughts
That Youth oft brings!
And my soul like a bird at the dawn
From darkness springs,
Flies to you, to the heav'n of your love
On wings, on wings!