Be a morning that strikes garden chimes
And brighten all world with sun & sunshine
Plays a song eternal, brace in its rhymes.
Passes by so gently,
but impacts are high
Hope flower bloomed, once a bud very shy
Serenity in gaze, pronounced peace hereby.
Days were strange, & nights felt lost
Morning received me, all free without cost
Here commences Life, concluding Dead frost.
(Samima)
