Some Day A Love Song By Amos Russel Wells

Some day I’ll sing, with golden words,
A love song to my wife,
Surpassing violins and birds,
A song of love and life.
The song shall spring from deepest earth,
And leap to loftiest sky.
All praise of beauty and of worth
Shall fling their banners high.
The song shall touch the tender heart
And thrill the ardent mind,
All charms of nature and of art
Deliciously combined.
But since I cannot sing you now
That worthy song of bliss,
Dear wife! I print upon your brow
This dumb, adoring kiss!