Classic Poem

Skylark,
Have you anything to say to me?
Won't you tell me where my love can be?
Is there a meadow in the mist
Where someone's waiting to be kissed?
Skylark,
Have you seen a valley green with Spring
Where my heart can go a-journeying,
Over the shadows and the rain
To a blossom-covered lane?
And in your lonely flight,
Haven't you heard the music in the night,
Wonderful music,
Faint as a “will-o-the-wisp,”
Crazy as a loon,
Sad as a gypsy serenading the moon.
Oh, skylark,
I don't know if you can find these things,
But my heart is riding on your wings,
So if you see them anywhere,
Won't you lead me there?