It is You I Dream Of...

A flower grows from beneath a blanket
Of fine and purest white...
It reaches toward the sun for warmth,
For heat and for the light...

My love for you grows stronger still,
Despite the surrounding cold...
My heart is yours, bartered gone
For yours has it been sold...

Its petals shine from morning dew
Its stem grows stiff and strong...
It stands strong through the freezing cold,
It stands the winter long...

I long for you, for your soft touch,
I miss the way you smile...
The longer that we stay apart,
The longer every mile...

The flower stretches through the snow,
It reaches toward the sun...
And now without you the color is gone,
The flower's petals, dun...

But as we talk, and as we learn,
The flower comes back to life...
The snow now melts and goes away,
As you take away my strife...

Spring is here and growth abounds,
As you and I are one...
We are together, we are in love,
The snow for now is done...

I see the future, in dreams I have,
Of our life, long and true...
I see the times where all I need,
Are comforting words from you...

I see the times when winter comes,
As winter tends to do...
But we still love, and we still live,
And I do still love you...

And so we live, with children ours,
And a life of much to see...
With love we live, to live we love,
Happy together are we...

I see the flower, older now,
But still strong with fresh new leaves...
I see It growing, tall and strong,
Reaching to the eaves...

We are now old, as years have passed,
But old together are we...
And strong our love still today,
As strong as It can be...