Lovely Secret

A lovely secret I hold with me.
The secret of old and harmony.
A secret that's given every day,
A secret to never go away.

Learn to love and be loved back,
Then it will turn white, what ones was black.
You may feel alone but the first secret I hold,
Is you are never alone, and then you should be bold.


The second , of sorts, is a little bit weird.
Kinda like that guy with a scrangley beard.
But, when night will fall,
and there's no love at all,

You wonder what you shall meet.
It's easy, when your thoughts can't be beat.
You give a smile all the while, the second secret is told.
Optimism from love, that can not be beat, but you can hold.


Secret number three, is between you and me,
and for those of us -- and many more are free,
This secret is not what one would think.
It's not a secret at all. Don't Blink!

But, did you know I love the snow?
It's so white and sparkly and it will glow.
The third secret, all lovely and something you know,
is: We can be like that sparkly snow.