The Afternoon
It is the busiest day of life.
Moving the position of universe.
Covering of the cloud, moon& star.
The heaven open space for the sun;
It bright round the world,
and make glorious.
Sun is the state of matter,
It control all the universe
and the creation.
It flourished the deceased will.
Heaven shall open the gate of life
and closes the gate of afternoon.
Copyright © Ajala Samuel Akindele | Year Posted 2014
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