'I love you much', he said,
With a wink and a smile,
And a tilt of his head.
'I love you more', said she,
'Shall I sing a tune for thee? '
She started her song immediately:
Come with me to the land of honey,
Find your sweetheart waiting there.
Be it clouds or be it sunny,
See you soon at the Spring Time Fair.
Connie Yost
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-love-you-much-2/
