Sunday
Holidays on summer
Sweaty faces on shower
Winterdays on year
My Dresses cover
Mondays on fear
Tuesdays can clear
All days expect Sundays
A Small day connects 6 days
After a week
I Become weak
Oh sun you make the day
When you leave the day?
Sunday it's your day
My holiday it's your day
A Sunnyday
Sunday
-Manakavingyan
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem