Frolic near
The hillside fancy
Little girls they play

Counting lambs
On fields below
Singing to the clouds

Bringing boys
When fancies change
Teaching them to dance

He looks at her
And sees the stars
A galaxy bazaar

She holds his hand
And pulls him with
To show her place of bliss

Watching clouds
Then counting stars
He starts to fall in love

The sun falls over
The horizon far
They look into eyes so deep

Moments perfect
He pulls her near
When she leaps into the air
Lightning bugs
Light up the sky
A glisten in her eyes

She tries to catch
Those little lights
A love, so childlike

He chases her
His firefly
The girl who brings him light

They run along
The hillside green
When young love ignites

It’s getting late
And she must go
She turns to say goodbye

They smile
As they bid ado
Then he turns and walks away

She pauses on
A moments whim
The stars have all aligned

She runs and stops him
Pulls him near
Four rose blossoms meet