The Beauty of the Rising Sun
THE BEAUTY OF THE RISING SUN
Wake up Pamela,shouts the cock crow
The beauty of the rising sun is now set nigh
Look the window and see the glow
Take sleep away from eyes with a good smile
The rising sun is soo pure, beautiful and bold
It's supremacy over darkness is a joy to behold
Like the breast milk from mother's breast it nourishes the day
Its glow brings light as it says old things are pass away here is another day
The pillow might be the comfort
Oh,look through the window and see people go
The bed might want to give you a lasting hug
But the joy in the rising sun will make you comport
What a beauty to behold
Even the morning breeze give way for it's glowing flame
Rising with steps and calm until it conquers all hood
The rising sun brings us new day without blame.
Copyright © Patrick Ituma | Year Posted 2021
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