The Day is Coming By
The day is coming by,
Until the night is here;
And lifting up the sky,
Brighten up and share.
Round and round spurned,
Filling up the dark;
All is in light turned,
So it may again spark.
Unlock the world of light,
With rays of golden thread;
And give the thought a flight,
Dark made dim and dead.
To enduring day-dreams,
All comes through the white;
And give the golden beams,
From starry dreamy night.
The day is coming by,
What more can I say;
Clouds are drifting high,
In the breezy airy play.
With roses I will walk,
In garden colored bed;
Each shadow away stalk,
Until it is has all fled.
posted by Peter S. Quinn @ 12:56 PM
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