Sunrise – Day 1
Sunrise, then, o’er the city of the sceptre; dawn about the fort upon the chasm.
Sunrise, then, o’er the city of the sceptre; dawn about the fort upon the chasm.
Should old acquaintance be forgot and never brought to mind…
Upon the breeze, life’s sounds did sail; the people pottered past.
The stained-glass panes, that stretched to reach the heavens, shone.
Sunfire shines glist’ning through the scriptured glass to light the southern rose ‘n Yorkshire’s heart!