No Sight Is Like the Rising of the Sun

No sight is like the rising of sun When promises of dreams seem clear and still My heart though sore ,can fancy love has come Without hard times and exercise of will. No morning is without new dawn of hope When all our conflicts shall be put aside. Imagination is far flung in scope, Never noting dreams may fraughtly lie. No love is like my long lost love for you Once known,once felt,it settles in the heart. Yet I do believe love can be found anew But only when the lost true love departs. So bother me no more with reveried bliss. Go leave me with my life,though all’s amiss