Come hither, my Sparrow... My little arrow. If a tear or a smile will a man beguile, if an amorous delay clouds a sunshiny day. If the step of a foot smites the heart to its root. Makes each fairy a king... So a Fairy sung, from the leaves I sprang; He leap'd from the spray to flee away; But in my heart he stay...

There's not a Shakespeare sonnet
Or a Beethoven quartet
That is easy to like
Or hard to forget.

You think that sounds
Extravagant ?
I like the sound of you,
I like you more than I would
Like to tell you...
I haven't finished yet -
I only want to thank you
For your friendship. 
That is the 
Poem's and Music off the life...