My dearest, here I am planning a trip down the lane to the sea, in August as the sun is shining and you're there to comfort me. A breathtaking fantasy. Over the fields we will ramble picking fruit from God's bramble soft fruit for jelly & blackberry pie, oh happy day ~ sing I, sing I, as my eyes point up to the sky. We should be well-nourished with His gift of the purest, edible berries, and vitamin "C" giving us strength and vitality, ever to be in love you see. My dearest, here I am planning a breathtaking trip to the sea, down lover's lane so beguiling, berries will grow wild and free. A breathtaking fantasy