He And I

Just drifting on together -             He and I -     As through the balmy weather             Of July      Drift two thistle-tufts imbedded      Each in each - by zephyrs wedded -      Touring upward, giddy-headed,             For the sky.     And, veering up and onward,             Do we seem     Forever drifting dawnward             In a dream,      Where we meet song-birds that know us,      And the winds their kisses blow us,      While the years flow far below us             Like a stream.     And we are happy - very -             He and I -     Aye, even glad and merry             Though on high      The heavens are sometimes shrouded      By the midnight storm, and clouded      Till the pallid moon is crowded             From the sky.     My spirit ne'er expresses             Any choice     But to clothe him with caresses             And rejoice;      And as he laughs, it is in      Such a tone the moonbeams glisten      And the stars come out to listen             To his voice.     And so, whate'er the weather,             He and I, -     With our lives linked thus together,             Float and fly      As two thistle-tufts imbedded      Each in each - by zephyrs wedded -      Touring upward, giddy-headed,             For the sky.