The Pretty Song Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI

WHEN THE SUN RISES IN THE MORNING THE WHOLE BIRDS, FLOWERS, FROGS, ROSES, LILACS, DAFFODILS, WHITE JASMINES, ... START THEIR DAILY JOBS HAPPILY. YOU SEE THE BIRDS SINGING, YOU SEE THE FLOWERS SMILING, AND ALL THE REST DO WHAT THEY DO EVERYDAY. THIS IS THE PRETTY SONG OF THE MORNING WE FEEL IT WELL.