Sunshine, My Love

 

Sunshine, My Love

Sunshine My Love,
Flowy golden locks
Glistening in sunshine
Pale pink Roses
Sitting on a wrath
On top of your crown
Clutched in you palms
As pure as fresh snow
One single lily
Our love will shine
With blooming fresh hope
As you await my word
For my white stallion
Shall come no more
To bid you adieu;
For I shall be bound
To my everlasting duty

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