My Song is a Paper Swan
|My song is the paper swan I made|
to carry a message of love so true.
I folded it carefully until it laid
in my hand, then went where willows grew
over a pond and set it by the edge.
As water sparkled, it floated free
past the lilies and clumps of sedge
until it came to rest beside a tree.
There it slowly sank without a trace,
but there rose on the wind an air
and more, of music of such grace
it spoke truly of my love so fair.