There is a land where dreams are made
In sunny glen and evening shade
Where every day contains a chance
Again to find life’s lost romance !
Perchance that hope might come to be
Some wish filled with sweet ecstacy
Wherein the heart that knew regret
Despite its pain, learned to forget !
Perhaps for those who’ve passed this way
Our Lord above has made delay
And metered out a final shot
To give it all this life has got !
Claire V. Bogdanos 