Up comes the sun
Shedding golden light
As soon as he comes
He drives away the night
First is the silvery light
That gradually turns to pink
And when the sky turn golden
It is such a sight I think!
Cuckoos coo and crows caw
As if to say, 'Wake up! Its dawn'
And out I come,
To smell the fresh air
And to feel the cool breeze
Streaming through my hair
But I have to get ready
To go to school
But Alas! When I come back,
The sunrise is gone
And I have to wait to see it
Tomorrow till dawn.
LOVELY...A VERY LIVELY POEM..WHAT AN INSPIRING NATURE..A NATURAL POET YOU ARE
Interesting poem, i remember my schooldays they were so boring. Well done.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Cuckoos coo and crows caw As if to say, 'Wake up! Its dawn' And out I come, To smell the fresh air it is lovely and simple. poems should be simple and flowing. thank you young poetess. tony