Our scattered wishes ride upon the winds,

Our dearest dreams now drift among the stars,

Yet of all hopes, the fondest yet remains—

Far grander than the aims dispersed afar;

The hope that love forever will stay true,

That you will always dream my words in song,

That every blessed dawn shall love renew

And every sunset strengthen yet our bond.

Life’s joys and tribulations are but chance—

The wise have long acknowledged this as so,

But love’s sweet hope still breathes in pure romance

When other hopes abscond like melting snow.

Though pain and sorrow may our love befall

Two hearts as one can any scourge forestall.