As the moon smiles her last smile...and the stars fade out of sight
As the screech owl and crickets sing a vanishing good night...
The sky begins to brighten, morning doves come out to play
And you smile at your good fortune...to begin another lovely day.
This lovely poem makes the reader smile n say Yes i'm ready to begin another lovely day. Full of hope n cheer. Beautiful piece.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is akin to a soulful commentary on the early morning scene and the lively transformation taking place everywhere. Thanks.