If Ice Should Form Around My Heart Poem by ANDREW BLAKEMORE

If ice should form around my heart
And love deserted me,
My life should not be worth a jot
And winter always be,
Yet I would pray the spring should come
And with it bring the thaw,
Then frozen streams should flow again
And I could love once more.

But while the birds keep singing
And the blossoms drape the trees,
I'll dance for joy each day I live
And float upon the breeze,
Each morning I shall wake with cheer
And like the lark then fly,
Unto the banks of golden cloud
Within the dawning sky.