DAWN TO DUSK
(A lovely day)
The rain hath drenched the leaves and sand,
To make them see the place they stand;
Feeling fresh with all its gloom,
Blinking with the eyes they bloom;
Looking for their happy ones
Turn their heads to see the sun.
Like the tear drops, water drips,
Trembling from the place they rest,
Withering all its golden leaves
Waves its arms in modern style.
Little rain drops gather on
Gushing down the place they find;
Lovely colours of flowers around
Laughing at the trees around;
Smiling lilies waves around
Waiting for the sun around.
Gliding slowly up the sky,
Smiling gently all its way,
Looking merrily with its smile
Down it goes in golden style.