Morning awaits every night, so as today, Born into bright day light all around, I enjoy the beauty and whisper into mind, 'Alas! what a blissful world!'
In the calm light of bright moon, You move your lovely face gently, Your curly hair dance with joy in lee, And I slowly dip into light sweet sleep, Expecting you in most beautiful of the dreams.
Struggle of life continue with another day born, dont loose heart wether it is flower or thorn. Flowers you remember, from thorn you learn, for, days are yet to come, and today wil be gone.