Are you a wildflower
That doesn't need sunlight to grow
Just starts spreading it's fragrance
And captures hearts, gentle and slow.
Don't worry my summer blossom
Not every season is of love
This winter might be harsh now
But I'll keep you warm enough.
Fear and gloom may crumble us down
We may have to brave the storms of sand
But we will reach the fields of green and gold
With me forever holding your hand.