The Entrance of the Sun
Lastly, the entrance of the Sun
Had woken up the sleeping trees
And painted their yellow leaves
With verdant and flourishing green
Setting the farm onceagain into a lively place
With the plants in majestic prance
To the admiration of the moving air
Clapping and cheering as the stage vibrates
That is,
Our play we thought had died is risen again
And on that day, the atmosphere was alive and well
As the room was extremely gorgeous
The first group had performed well
And the walls had joined in hailing them
The second was more spectacular
And their performance was more like a jocular
With the entire seats all vibrating with laughter
But the last acorn from the trees
This is the group I belong to
Simply made the entire hall to roll into everlasting bliss
Copyright © Ndubuisi Umezulike | Year Posted 2020
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