The Morning Sun, shines in half ****;
the wild wind, rocks in a rough mood.
Sea waves continue to kiss lonely shores;
Clouds thrilled to pour its first showers
Let us all come and  join our hands together;
Up in the sky, for a show, stars gather.
Nature without any race, shape and age;
Continue its embarking and long voyage.

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By
Williamsji Maveli
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com