New and beautiful every morning.
Sunrise, Oh! how glorious,...
Sunrise, a special sign...
A new day has begun...
The rising of the Sun.
Sunset, full of splendor
And color...the mastery,
Artistry...of the Master's touch.
Sunset, a special sign...
Another day is done.
A free colorful spectacle
Full and marvelous to each beholder.
Gifts,...marvelous wondrous Gifts...
Bestowed on all, no matter how rich,
No matter how small. Yes, our creator
Loves us all.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
ahh, that's beautiful. i tried writing a poem about the same topic but i think urs is better. i like the way you described them