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!