A Boat Beneath A Sunny Sky

Poem By Lewis Carroll

A BOAT beneath a sunny sky,
Lingering onward dreamily
In an evening of July --
Children three that nestle near,
Eager eye and willing ear,
Pleased a simple tale to hear --
Long has paled that sunny sky:
Echoes fade and memories die:
Autumn frosts have slain July.
Still she haunts me, phantomwise,
Alice moving under skies
Never seen by waking eyes.
Children yet, the tale to hear,
Eager eye and willing ear,
Lovingly shall nestle near.
In a Wonderland they lie,
Dreaming as the days go by,
Dreaming as the summers die:
Ever drifting down the stream --
Lingering in the golden dream --
Life, what is it but a dream?

THE END

Comments about A Boat Beneath A Sunny Sky

Good song
I M surprised IT IS NOT AMAZING OMG HALLELUYA
Nice
Its not eyes that dream but the mind lovey poem
Life what is it but a dream, true.


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