02. To Miss

What dreams, sprung fresh from dawning skies,
Shine sweet behind those wond’ring eyes?
What tales untold?
For still about thee wistful clings
Some echo of celestial things-
Just one year old!

And as thy radiant days progress,
May all those dreams of loveliness
Leave gifts of grace
To mould thy deeds in later time,
While glints of happiness sublime
Light up thy face!

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