All the Thing You Are

All the Things You Are - Helen Forrest

You are the promised kiss of springtime

That makes the lonely winter seem long

You are the breathless hush of evening

That trembles on the brink of a lovely song

You are the angel glow that lights the stars

The dearest thing I know are what you are

Someday my happy arms will hold you

And some day I'll know that moment divine

When all the things you are are mine