A SUNRISE IT BRINGS
By: Ernel S. Merano, PhD
Leaves were falling from the tree
Birds were crying as I see
Longing the sun again to rise
And give a lot of surprises.
When mountains, hills, and valleys
Wishing more impossibilities
As seas and oceans roar
While it dreamed of soaring at the core.
Every morning brings a new day
And it anticipates practicing the sanity
Human fears the ups and downs
Behind these are the undying crowns.