I Love You Much - Poem by Connie Yost
'I love you much', he said,
With a wink and a smile,
And a tilt of his head.
'I love you more', said she,
'Shall I sing a tune for thee? '
She started her song immediately:
Come with me to the land of honey,
Find your sweetheart waiting there.
Be it clouds or be it sunny,
See you soon at the Spring Time Fair.
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