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Will You Walk With Me in the Springtime.

Will you walk with me in the springtime
When all creation brings forth new life?
We will make our vows in the moonshine;
I'll be your love and you'll be my wife.
Larks and turtledove
Sweetly sing of love;
Nightingales keep our watch till dawn.
Flowers in your hair
'Gainst your skin so fair;
Posies and roses shall be your crown.

take your joy with me in the springtime,
Side by side as our fields grow green.
We will build our nest in the meantime,
As fine as mortal has ever seen.
A cot by the waterside,
There our hearts abide;
Our little kingdom to call our own.
Our lambs play in the sun,
Daughter and a son;
A touch of Heaven that's ours alone.

Come, and sit with me in the springtime
Though days grow short and our years grow long.
When I'm with you it always is springtime;
My heart's renewed and I'm filled with song.
Though I'm growing old;
Silver 'midst the gold,
I'm as young as a morn in spring.
With your hand in mine,
Love as sweet as wine,
I am capable of any thing.

So will you walk with me in the springtime
When all creation brings forth new life.
We will make our vows in the moonshine.
I'll be your love and you'll be my wife.

Crossroads Recognition

Amidst the tumult of this day's events,
There's one with subtle hand behind the scenes.
She shuns the limelight, yet she still presents
The one who is the ways behind the means,
Facilitating all the vast details
Ensuring all the populace has fun,
She rises to the challenge and prevails
From the dawning to the setting sun.
Yet, of all her vast heroic feats,
Her mightiest achievement here is plain;
By taking all the labors she completes,
She manages to keep our Captain sane.
Cry Excelsior, and give the Lass a hand.
She is our Lady, Sirona Boann.