කලාකාර හිත් 2.0

If I were but a painter I'd make your picture, dear, In hues which grow no fainter, But brighten year by year; And if I were a singer With voice that caroled true, That voice would be the bringer Of notes of love to you! And if I were a player Behind the footlights' blaze, In graver scenes or gayer My lines should speak your praise; A poet or a writer I'd pen your glory, too; A soldier or a fighter- The fight should be for you! But I'm so ordinary, So plain and commonplace, I know no way to vary The praises of your grace; My ways of turtle-doving Are simple, tried and few, My only art is lover- And all my love's for you! (Copied from Facebook. Credit goes to the owner.)