Spring South

         Is it the southern fire flies that beam in your eyes darling ? 
             How your hips sway like the Alabama wild flowers who waltz in the wind               Sweet spring you flow like the honey , hidden roads lost in the back country      Your voice calms like the open sky calling       Symphony of hearts has the stars come falling     May comes as she comes and goes as she goes 

I'll never forget that southern flame raging in that wooden castle under the pecan trees