No Greater Gift

Warm breezes blow today,
The chill has gone;
The morning is filled with
the robin's song.
Give me your hand my love,
Come walk with me,
In the sun, with the birds,
and a tranquil sea.
A shawl full of diamonds,
Around us the mist,
For me there could be
No greater gift.

-- Gordon William Bain, Oct. 20th, 2009.