Tenderness

In the woods behind my home

On a tree hidden from view

In the sunshine of the spring

Blooms a bud of tenderness

May the month of soft sweet days

Brings to mind most tender ways

Ways of nature in a soul so bold

Shinning spirit, love untold

There is no thing so preciously kind

There is no one so much in my mind

There is a secret  part of you I see

I see that hidden child in me

© Paul Viel 2002