That beams so rosy
sparkling over the
It gems the crystal dew.
The night has melted into a day,
The crowing bird breaks the silence
then I yawn with a
My soul, fresh-winged
upsoars as if I’m reborn.
Written by: Fred Oreva
Edited by: Kukogho Iruesiri Samson
I am a member of the WRR editorial team.