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The Sun rises up every morn
Dewdrops do shine in lawn;
Exhausted by tiring journey
Downs his face brazen brown.
The Moon beams after dusk
And stars smile in the night;
Enticing beauty she appears
In heart of love at first sight.
In her honor sings the wind
A lovely song of the love;
Long trees in vales & valley
Dance on the treasure trove.
Summer leaves that fall down
Are comforted in drops of rain;
As their tears get so wiped off,
On the trees they dance again.
The earth wears a green look
Flowers flaunt their blossoms;
Plants raise their tiny heads
Birds chirp on her big bosoms. |
