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The Smiling Sun [The Smiling Sun]

The smiling sun
Tells my rose to bloom
With the promise
Of a bright day

The smiling moon
Tells my rose to bloom
With the promise
Of bright stars and cool night

The sun is bright
Brighter than the moon
Brighter than the stars
For brightness
Is what my rose desires

My rose opens it petals
To the smiling sun
With a bright smile
The sun consumes my rose

The petals dry
The scent fades
The sun takes them along
As it goes down the horizon

With sadness my rose dies
Leaving behind it thorns
For the one
Who comes along

My rose saw the brightness
Of the smiling sun
But did not see the scowl
That laced the bright smile.

Written by: Shakirah A. Oladipo
Edited by: Kukogho Iruesiri Samson

Author: admin

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