The Pretty Sun - Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI

The sun rises in the east and sets in the west Everyday to do its daily job Here and there, We need the pretty sun to radiate, so We get what we need, Without the pretty sun, then there will be everlasting darkness And there will not be any life, This universe, in which the sun is a small part of it, completes itself, God created the sun to do its pretty job without any hesitation and We thank God on His pretty creation.

Topic(s) of this poem: nature

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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 22, 2014

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