I flumped back on the seat,
Being down in the mouth,
Facing contrarily in dismal.
Being so full of the joys of spring
Followed by a chuckle
And voiced, “Darling, I've got a thing for you,"
And floored me with
A bouquet of red roses
Blooming in its vivid shades,
“With you, forever isn't too long,"
And then sealed it with a long warm kiss.