It Is And so it is: as a sweet song meant to serenade Give me your morning smile and a sunbeam lasering thru white linen curtains yes, I am certain. Give me a symphony played by glee club birds and children’s laughter at play, my senses and you: our way. Give me blessed time for the blessed rhyme of your flow-thru style I feel the gypsy in you our eternal rendezvous. Give me your candlelight spirit without a flicker, unfolding like a waterfall into an everlasting river your special way to deliver. And so it is: our love until we perish from this earth. - Gerald Milligan