zuha affan


The Sun - Poem by zuha affan

When the sun is shining I feel it's smiling,
It looks like gold but it's so old.
My grandfather saw it so did I
When it gives light it looks so bright,
It comes in the morning and goes in the night


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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 14, 2008

Poem Edited: Monday, April 14, 2008


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