He'd Run A Mile

Author: Joyce Hemsley

He is kind ~ love is blind
he is always on my mind,
I will not let is show
the angels ought to know.
Every second, every minute,
every season of the year
my heart holds love within it.
He set the seed to grow.

Now if he is near, I tremble
I know not where to go,
but my thoughts I reassemble
I even treat him as my foe,
for he'd smile and run a mile
if ever he should know that
it's springtime in December
just because I love him so.