SHE COMES TO ME WHEN EVER I THINK
IT WAS A LOVELY MORNING
SUN WAS BRIGHT AND FULL OF LIGHT
I WAS WITH TIGHT THOUGHTS I FIGHT
WENT A HEIGHT WHEN GIRL CAME SIGHT
ITS MY LIGHT SAY ME NOT FIGHT
ITS MY LIFE THE FRIEND MY BEST
NAME IS NICE MY JOY ARISE
@SUNIL ALGAMMA ****** September 16,2013
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem