What a beautiful day
smiling as the sun
with a lot to achieve
all lost in the smile of the precious sun
Up above the sky it lies
hard times when at its peak
always lonely until evening
when an assistant comes around
just to relief the gallant smiling sun
Now it asks a question
day by day, smiling upon the earth
for the survival of a voluminous task
i mean a never ending one
here come the question?
wouldn't the lovely smiling sun rest.
Engr Moronfolu Kayode Damilare
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I would like to translate this poem
nice and lovely...natural and intriguing