FOR MARY ELIZABETH’S BIRTHDAY
Reading edition
If I but knew just how to say The thoughts that fill my heart today, I’d write a sonnet fine and grand, And put it in your little hand. If I but knew just how to sing Of Youth on happy shining wing, I’d sing a song for you to hear And trill it to your little ear. If I but knew just how to show My love for you through weal and woe, I’d take my soul—the better part, And place it in your little heart.