All Our Days Are Pretty And Lovely Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI

All Our Days Are Pretty And Lovely



Today is the pretty Wednesday, Yesterday was the sweet Tuesday, and Tomorrow will be the bright Thursday. Today is pretty like a flower, Yesterday was like a pretty rose, and Tomorrow will all the pretty flowers. All days are flowers and roses, Some days are sunny and pretty, but The other days are thorns and wild plants. All days are love and beauty, but A certain day has a pretty face. All the days have the pretty five senses, The pretty hearing, the pretty tasting, The pretty smelling, the pretty touching, And the pretty seeing. All days are golden and sunny unless Some are cloudy, foggy, rainy, and cold. All days are lovely and sweet regardless Of whether they are clear or not. We're a part of our days and our days Are a part of us and around us. We love our days if they are sunny and Gold, but when they're rainy we sit Sometimes at home watching the pretty rains, We watch the crying face of the pretty heaven For those pretty orphans and their poor moms. Some people live in ugly tents all the days Of the week without being fed or supported. Some days are hungry and some days are thirsty, But sometimes all days are penniless, Most of the days dance and play, but some Days are crying and shouting like a funeral. These are our pretty days which we love them Like we love our wives, our kids, our friends, Our relatives, our cats, and our pretty dogs.

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