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BEATY OF THE SUN
Her parents ,named her Gorgeous
Yusuf perhaps if, she was a boy
Born in the morning almost sunrise
Made her first sound same time as the birds
For her beauty a lot would be deducted
Even the sun hid behind the clouds in shame
The stars would come when she is asleep
And take advantage if she slept long that's the morning star
Then at an advanced age she got more desirable
And with it the boys longed for her
In fear of rejection they never approached
But watched her walk with dropped jaws
A new one arose his name was Kral
His heart was like that of Hercules
Never afraid of taking a step ahead
Never lost any a thing he fought for
Then they met not planned but it seemed
She gazed and he starred, for a while they did
He was startled by her beauty he never saw this kind
She was caught by his eyes and his fit figure
But she felt she was of a higher class
He felt he did not need to chase her
After a while he left for his original home
She could not see him her ego did not let her ask
Age advanced now thirty yet no man by her
Then the sun rose in a clear blue sky
She could not sleep and the stars were bright and twinkling
Even the moon was shining
If a firefly struts the brightest
Its lie lasts only upto sunrise
The beauty of the Sun
Can not be compared
Copyright ©
Brian Kemboi
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