What she loved

She loves the birds that fly so high,

She loves the trees tring to touch the sky

She loes the sun that shines so bright,

but what she really loves are

the stars twinkling in the night

She loves the moon,

that never comes out too soon

She loves the night,

it feels so right

She loves when it rains,

she'd sit outside until it gains

She loves the smell,

more than I can tell

But what she loved the most,

for this she can not boast

It was he to whom her love belonged,

she wished he'd only knew

But now he is gone,

until the mornings dawn