A Kiss of Sunshine

The world that once was slumbering Beneath the quilt of Winter's snow Is now set free to gladly see The rays of golden sunlight He peeks at first so shyly through The drifting clouds of leaden grey And then, behold his beams of gold! A kiss of gentle sunshine The trees are budding, flowers bloom And shades of gentle green abound The birds of spring so sweetly sing While kissed by rays of sunlight How father-like the sun looks down In glorious warmth and light To see the things his fire brings -- The miracle of sunshine From east to west he travells on In grandly royal golden robes A pilgrim man, that once began Benignly sending raylets As here I watch th'unfolding spring And bask in beams of heaven's king I think of monarchs, once divine Whose wond'rous kingdoms once did shine This sun hath missed not one poor soul But fondly with a tender touch Hath kissed the maids that dwelt in glades Of distant lands now vanished Now all, I think, once gently kissed Have sung the praise of heaven's rays And all, it seems, that Sun hath wist Have tracked his run throughout their days His rhythmic climb and equal fall While heeding Nature's firmest call His constant change, yet still the same When once returned from whence he came A mystery, a miracle At times a friend, at times severe But each new day at Dawn's approach Reveals the kiss of sunshine