No sight is like the rising of the sun

No sight is like the rising of sun
When promises of dreams seem  clear and still
My heart,though sore,can fancy  love has come
Without hard times and exercise of will.

No morning is without new dawn of hope
When all our conflicts shall be put aside.
Imagination is  far flung in scope,
Never  noting dreams may fraughtly lie.

No love is like my long lost love for you
Once known,once felt,it settles in the heart.
Yet I do believe love can be found anew
But only when the lost  love  can depart.

So bother me no more with reveried bliss.
Go leave me with my  life,though all’s amiss.