Golden Apples of the Sun
by Sharmagne Leland-St. John

For all the golden apples of the sun I have brought to thee
For all the bright leaves turning
In village and in lea

For all the days of childhood, days when he was free
For all a young man's yearning
For golden apples of the sun I have brought to thee

For youthful days together in village and in lea
For all desire's burning
He'll pledge his heart to me

"Yes", he said, "I'll pledge my troth to thee"
For all the fields a blooming
As far as one can see

For all the golden apples of the sun I have brought to thee
For all the days and nights of yearning
For youthful days together in village and in lea
He's pledged his heart to me


 


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