Kevin Michael Bloor

A Land of Dreams

Llandudno is a land of dreams

Where sorrow\'s face no longer seems

As savage as a rabid beast

Since sadness there\'s forever ceased

 

Llandudno is a little taste

Of heaven, that you dare not waste

So silently it slips away

Like love you yearned for yesterday

 

Llandudno\'s quaint, genteel and nice

A pretty perfect paradise

A magic land of make believe

That you will never want to leave

 

Llandudno is a state of mind

A fantasy you sometimes find

Along the coast, beside the sea

An echo of eternity

 

Llandudno leaves you calm inside

Its tender, tranquil, turning tide

Will touch you, take away your fears

Its warming winds will dry your tears

 

Llandudno\'s an idyllic cove

Where lovers with their romance rove

Upon the Orme, along the pier

Where all their heartaches disappear

 

Llandudno is a magic morn

Where poet, in your soul, was born

When you lay dreaming on the beach

Of love, when it swam out of reach

 

Llandudno is a seagull’s song

A sigh, for love, that won’t last long

Since life’s a wave we can’t control

A morning’s promenading stroll

 

Llandudno is the way, the truth:

The love you yearned for in your youth

That breathed on you one summer\'s day

Like dream divine that would not stay