Your sunny place, oh, where could be?
Right here, my dear, right next to me,
For I am sun-like, too, you know,
And my bright rays will round you flow.
They’re warm and soft, yet tight will hold
To keep your thoughts on spirit’s gold;
Love’s treasure we will always keep
When wide awake or sound asleep.
Your sunny place is where you write;
It’s in my poems, your dreams, my mind.
We twine together, light with light,
To be one sun in love combined.