My darling, I love you when the autumn rain <br />runs in slow rivulets down your window pane <br />I love you when the spring flowers <br />populate the meadows after the rain showers <br />I love you when the winter doves <br />fly while you’re wearing winter gloves <br />I love you when the summer heat <br />dries the Kansas fields of wheat <br />I love you when you read this poem <br />just another one I wrote at home <br />I love you right now as your eyes <br />fall upon the last word paradise<br /><br />Mischa Fr.<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/emma-watson-poem-18/
