You Come Too

My idea of love and romance has certainly changed as the years have gone by. Not so long ago I got a new CD titled Choose Something Like a Star that I often wake up to on Sunday mornings, and every time I hear this particular song, I think of how romantic it is. I’m not sure I would have seen it that way when I was younger, but I do now.

The lyrics are a poem by Robert Frost.  It is sung by the Mormon Tabernacle Choir.  Here you can listen to the first lines of it performed by them or listen to the whole song performed by some unknown group.  Here is the text:

The Pasture

I’m going out to clean the pasture spring;
I’ll only stop to rake the leaves away
(And wait to watch the water clear, I may)
I shan’t be gone long. — You come too.

I’m going out to fetch the little calf
That’s standing by the mother. It’s so young,
It totters when she licks it with her tongue.
I shan’t be gone long. — You come too.

I love the clarinet interlude and the way it lingers on the high note.  I love the invitation to come to a dreamy time and place.  I’m sure the fact that it is sung by the men of the choir helps.  My favorite part is right after the sample linked above cuts off.  The way they hesitate before asking me to come too tugs at my heart and emphasizes how sincere the invitation is.

Most of all I love how it reminds me how much more enjoyable life is when my husband is with me, just for the sheer joy of being together.  But it also helps me appreciate sharing moments with my children and others I love.  Yes, the work needs to be done, but what makes it worthwhile, what can make the work a pleasure, is who we are with.