The birth of this poem was truly from the sunshine of inspiration. And these words were evoked spontaneously.
Perhaps... Sunshine was made for those special days, So, it could gently land upon such homes, greet the flowers in the streets, And kiss such a beautiful woman's face... to give her a reward for her radiance, To thank her, for her smile... I think.
One does well to listen to that voice, that voice that speaks in response to inspiration. It seems to come from another realm; or maybe, it just responds to something that was always buried deep within.