
A child of summer blessed by sun
who blessed her with his light
his nurturing warmth, rays golden
his never ebbing, only changing light.
Wherever that child goes she lights up
each and every soul that is around her
with her love, warmth and humour
so abundant yet so very refined.
Flowers start to bloom asplendour
Fruits start to ripe with sweetness
Birds start to sing enchanting song
to celebrate her presence among them.
Morning starts with her eyes opening
Sun shines with her smile, laughter
Her sad face makes clouds shower
When she sleeps the world is aslumber.
such a bright poem which brings a smile to my heart
ReplyDeletedear robert,
ReplyDeletethanks a lot. glad to make your heart smile :)
take care,