I have a Bird in spring

I have a Bird in spring Which for myself doth sing -- The spring decoys. And as the summer nears -- And as the Rose appears, Robin is gone.

Yet do I not repine Knowing that Bird of mine Though flown -- Learneth beyond the sea Melody new for me And will return.

Fast is a safer hand Held in a truer Land Are mine -- And though they now depart, Tell I my doubting heart They're thine.

In a serener Bright, In a more golden light I see Each little doubt and fear, Each little discord here Removed.

Then will I not repine, Knowing that Bird of mine Though flown Shall in a distant tree Bright melody for me Return.