Do Think of Me

Think of me
when the pale golden sun abhors the last twinkling star
and the first thrill of the songbird pierces a cloud marbled sky
Think of me

Think of me when the air is sweet with scent of soft morning rain
When the violets glow and the sun is bright
Think of me

Think of me
As you see the New Moon rise twinkling on the waters edge
and the frogs orchestrate their appeal for a mate
and the owl hoots his content
Do - think of me