You Are
By M. F. B. Porter
You are the graceful bird
You are the budding flower
on which the sun grins
You are the clouds in the sky
bright white and so pure
You are the the waves in the sea
always steady, always sure
You are the hope in the cause
perseverant and strong
You are the heart of my heart
and there you’ll always belong
You are the light in the dark
the illuminated path
You are the tune to my song
the angel voice that you hath
You are the heavenly saint
for who I have sinned
You are the graceful bird
feathered wings to the wind.
You are the graceful bird
feathered wings to the wind.
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