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Sunlight Of My Dreams.

When clouds are overhead

It doesn't bother me,

I lay my weary head

Right on my lover's knee,

With her fingers in my hair

To soothe away dull care.

I go walking in the sunlight of dreams

In the sunlight

Radiant sunlight

In the ultra-white

I'm alright

Sunlight of my dreams.

 

When lady luck won't smile

I send her on her way

The weather may be vile.

All the livelong day.

But if wintry winds do blow

And summer doesn't show

I go walking in the sunlight of my dreams

In the sunlight

Happy sunlight

In the living right

Watertight

Sunlight of my dreams.

 

Where skies are darkest blue

And trouble's far behind

Young love is ever true

And hearts are always kind.

Everyone has time to spend

And pleasures never end.

I go walking in the sunlight of my dreams

In the sunlight

Laughing sunlight

In the dynamite

Golden bright

Sunlight of my dreams.

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Written by
jett-bleue
Northern Irish
Published
Jun 1, 2013
Lines·Words
36·155
Notes

This is poem I found that was written by my grandfather in an old book of his poetry. This was my personal favourite, so I thought I would share it on here.

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