A Golden Day
Paul Laurence Dunbar
I found you and I lost you, All on a gleaming day. The day was rilled with sunshine, And the land was full of May. A golden bird was singing Its melody divine, I found you and I loved you, And all the world was mine. I found you and I lost you, All on a golden day, But when I dream of you, dear, It is always brimming May.
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