Sunshine has filled the room with clear golden specks of dust
I woke up and remembered, dear, it was your birthday
But far beyond my windows snow has covered the ground, And made me forget, so now to atone, I sleep without dreams
...
Flat as a drum-head stretch the haggard snows;
The mighty skies are palisades of light;
The stars are blurred; the silence grows and grows;
Vaster and vaster vaults the icy night
The sunshine seeks my little
To tell me Paris streets are gay;
That children cry the lily
All up and down the leafy way;
This is the place
Stand still, my steed, Let me review the scene,
And summon from the shadowy Past The forms that once have been
The Past and Present here unite Beneath Time's flowing tide,
The south-wind
Life, sunshine, and desire,
And on every mount and
Breathes aromatic fire,
Good Morning Sunshine
The sun is shining bright
And the sky is so blue
And the birds are whisting too