56 Golden Pieces

Here you are in my arms again

Steady as a summer refrain,

Lovely and cheery like the fall.

Here you are in my world anew,

My clouds your sunshine pierced right through,

You must have heard my silent call.

Here you are in my arms again

My composure I can't regain

Bathing in the bright of your smile.

You returned to take possession,

And my sorrows make concession

Of what they claimed for a long while...