Autumn Sunshine
O golden autumn sun,
You are a comet,
Rushing, whirling
Through the sky!
Down at the wretched slumThrough the sky!
I live in
You gild the sooty sills As you pass by.
You have made me happy, happy, happy;
You shone into my dingy little room
On the penny-posy in my gargle-bottle,
And the little bud has broken into bloom!
~ Kagawa, 1935
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