The trees stretch their leafy
hands..
The birds chirp to say
hello...
The dark night gets thin and
kneels
before light.
The chanticleer
shouts- - - -
Get up O countrymen,
Cock, cock crow-w-w-w!
The sky laughs
the flowers
bloom.
Hey!
Morning,
Morning to
Everyone!
Morning to you too Hari - hope its a lovely one like your poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thanks, thanks a lot for kind comments.