The scarlet sky weeps in rears,
of pearly white rain, music to ears
The green fields beckon the child,
To sing and dance, and just go wild.
The blue sky stretches out its arms,
For birds to fly, to feel the charms,
Of life and living,of freedom and joy,
Of ecstacy , and obstacles that cease to annoy.
The white clouds laugh and jeer at the land,
That lays brown, humble and bland.
The sun that rises,spreading the hope.
Of a new day, a new start, for those who mope.
The stars that twinkle, showing the way
Through the darkness of night, vanish by day.
The shepherd that plays his flute to call,
his cows for evening is about to fall.
The flowers that bloom to smile on earth,
Which has given it colour, its life and worth.
The sun that sets, spreading a glow,
of a promise to return, of times to flow....
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