The
Sun
The Sun
When the sun rises
Among the darkness
Giving his light everywhere
That makes leaves start to praise him
Everywhere and every time
The flower begins to bloom
But it is not a suitable time to bloom
Because she must wait for the blooming
time
Although they are together now
It will never bloom
Because nine months later
The sun will set several years from her
And give the light to the other earth surfaces
One day, they will meet
Or no day they will
Because
The happiness is not having everything we
love
But, loving everything we have
Written @my room 10.15 P.M, 18th March 2013
