The year has turned its circle,
The seasons come and go.
The harvest all is gathered in
And chilly north winds blow.
Orchards have shared their treasures,
The fields, their yellow grain,
So open wide the doorway~
Thanksgiving comes again!
Sunshine; Wonderful. Charming. Bright it is.
Warm. Loving. Something you don’t want to miss.
Because the sun is very needed, of everything and everyone,
I will say, that you are the bright sunshine of sun.
A lose is hard to live with, especially of a near,
Yet have you lived without the one, who hold you mostly dear.
Yes, you have lived without, and you of all have survived,
Everyone knows that, because you are everyone’s guide.
Sunshine in your hair, sunshine in your eyes,
You are the sunshine of everybody’s lives.
Sunshine in you smile, sunshine in your laughter,
Everyone knows, you’ll live happily ever after.