Listen carefully, the birds are singing, singing for you, singing about you.
Singing about your angelic presence, your angelic beauty.
The sun shines down bringing a soft glow to your face, putting a sparkle of life dancing in your eyes.
The blossom fall softly from the avenue of trees, like confetti in a wedding,
presiding your way as you tread softly on their natural carpet.
Protecting your feet from the harsh concrete underneath.
The breeze blows gently across your face whispering, whispering only words that lighten your heart.
This world knows you are ready, ready for the summer to come, life to explode.
This world knows that with your magic, your reign it will be wonderful.
This world knows you are ready to be its May Queen.