Rejoice The Sun

Rejoice The Sun

Every morning, when, we meet
You thaw in a smile

As the moon in a dawn,
From pleasure...and I smile also...

To the sun- as always is cheerful,
But, this morning is artful,

Has begun to shine still strongly,
It is more and more

Does not allow us that,
We might open our eyes,

For that to searched, each
Other to long as at night,

The sun want to laugh at us
As over blinded from its beauty....

You must joy by - the Sun,
We have blinded from you…

poem by Tsira Gogeshvili
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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