I wake up in the morning
Along with the Sun
And the two of us then together
Have lots of fun.
He brightens up my world
With his golden light
And expels all my dark fears
With his cheerful face bright.
He comforts me with his soothing warmth
Whenever I feel the morning a bit too cold
Now tell me is he not a true friend?
A friend worth ten times his weight in gold!
Truly, the sun is the best friend and the source of all activities on earth. Loved reading the poem.
You are very right, Rajesh-ji. He is is our true friend and everything, without whom all these that we see would not be. That is why, in ancient cultures he had such importance. Enjoyed your poem. Where were you all this while? (10)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thank you Rajendran ji and Abdulrazak ji for your kind appreciation. I was on a short break, but I am back once again.