I think of love and none come to my head
Because the love I am to have for Him
The one we are to serve and to have read
In the book that I have yet to begin
The figure that families have in thought
But I feel and here nothing like you do
When age and life is all you thought to brought
To the cross we should have found answers to
My love is too harsh for the common force
That we all know as He but can not name
Because the developing of the horse
And idea that the bad is in change
To men in every country there is reason
But my love is changing in the seasons
