What a beautiful day it is
the mind, fresh, spirits high,
I see a smile on every face
yesterday, I found a sigh
All has changed, I feel so,
though it's same, as the Sun's glow
the birds are same whose chirps I hear,
only today I find, to me they are dear
I'm happy there is something,
I do now on my own,
Like a Prince who has been crowned to the throne,
With the King standing, proudly, beside
feeling content on his son's maiden ride
Into this world full of rogues and knaves,
with wealthy masters and oppressed slaves,
where it is tough to lead your lives
as only the brave is who survives,
It is the first few blows on the anvil of life
that eggs on the man to fight and survive,
to carry on, through life's battles,
to succeed in whatever he strives
So, I am here, happy and gay,
Treading steadily on my way
so I may foster a foothold on
the path which to my goals I lay
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem