My Fairyland

Tomorrow! Oh sweet tomorrow!

Tomorrow is my fairyland

Sadly I think of Yesterday,

A barren wreck-strewn stretch of sand,

Beneath low skies of grey.

Tomorrow! Oh divine tomorrow!

I shall be brave and true tomorrow!

Weakness and failure marred Today!

My strength was sapped by pain and sorrow

I stumbled in the way.

Tomorrow, God! Oh sweet tomorrow!

Untouched and pure that new world lies!

Thy world, and mine, a golden strand

A golden dawn in cloudless skies!

Tomorrow is my fairyland!