Bright March Dawning Day

It was on the birth of a bright March dawning

To pale the sky one springful day

On wings of a dove I would fly by, fawning

At first sight of lovers' sway

It was in the grasp and the twining arms of love

As I recall the soaring swift above

It was on the birth of a bright March dawning day

It was in the light of another's longing

As I walked out without a qualm

With much a reason I stride belonging

The only witness to her charm

Around the song of the bright March singing thrush

We lay aground in the soft morn's hanging hush

It was on the birth of a bright March dawning day

And on the eve of a diamond falling

I wrap my mind in memory

She turns around to embrace my calling

In tears of gold how life can be

And all the while I think upon that day

It was bliss to be a chance upon her sway

It was on the birth of a bright March dawning day