Is a charm of the spring.
On waters of blue where soft breezes blow,
With sunshine above and shadow below,
My boat sails the bay, with naught to annoy,
For two[1] ] that I love sit close as we go,
And laughing blue eyes that mirror with joy.
Far away to the South,
Where the warm tropics lie,
There the blue of the sea
Is the blue of the sky.