Whenever the waves composea melody to the lyric from the windAnd the birds and the beesdance to the tune,When the grass and the boughsladen with blossomsway in ecstasy—Then a desire arouses within meto give this lifea once-over once more. Rating Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 Average: 5 (1 vote) Rate Log in or register to post comments