Monday, February 1, 2010

A Golden Day


I Found you and I lost you,
All on a gleaming day.
The day was filled with sunshine,
And the land was full of May.


A golden bird was singing
Its melody divine,
I found you and I loved you,
And all the world was mine.


I found you and I lost you,
All on a golden day,
But when I dream of you, dear,
It is always brimming May.


Paul Laurence Dunbar