Dreamland Out Yonder Sunglints Along the Wayside October 1936

Oh, dreamer, my dear, won't you
          give me your hand
And lead where I'm longing to wander,
Away to the beautiful star-bedecked
          land--
A day in the Dreamland out yonder.

Where fragments of dreams scattered
          wide on the sands
Creep back to my eager spread fingers;
To dwell in the beautiful star-bedecked
          land
Where the Spirit of Hope ever lingers.
                                       V.C.