Day is so beautiful with his flaxen
braid of light.
His eyes sparkle and shine like a gold diamond -
bright.
His smile cheers the world around - his laughter
on the breeze. Dancing high among the clouds, he
capers through the trees.
You cannot fail to see him deep-flaming lovely
shroud.
Day wears his charm like a light, imperious and
proud.
His gown rustles as he walks a path across the
sky,
wrapped in crimson as he turns to kiss the world
good-bye.
He dons his velvet jacket and buttons it with
stars.
His sunlight eyes close to rest and leave this
world of ours.
A swan glides upon the lake, the flowers are in
bloom.
Caliginous night drapes the earth with its
shadowed gloom.
The feet of resounding thunder stomp across the
sky.
Lightning strikes in silver slaps and makes the
heavens cry.
I count the raindrops as they fall over house and
hill,
over the green grass and the vale and the
daffodil.
The pale-faced moon in the sky looks to the earth
below,
smears its image over the lake's silent, glassy
flow.
The wind-clouds drift across the stars, blended
soft and white,
whirl the gusts into a rage until they fuss and
fight.
Branches tap against the window, rapping on the
pane.
Rat-a-tat, rat-a-tat-tat, and then begin again.
In surprise, I open eyes that closed themselves
in rest
and see that Day once again displays his burning
chest.
Day is so beautiful with his flaxen braid of
light.
His eyes sparkle and shine like a gold diamond -
bright.
I cannot fail to see his deep-flaming lovely
shroud.
He wears his charm like a light, imperious and
proud.
I had One Night Only to find out .
The Bee Gees are the most charming singers in the world
