After all the rain, the sun
Shines on hill and grassy mead
After all the weep, my smile
Flexing the muscles of both ends
Colonizing my entire face.
The rising Sun blesses the mind of people with joy
My very own smile lights-up my goons even the coy
The higher it goes, the brighter it becomes
Darkness bows
Wider and wider, revealing the blankness of my tooth
Shaped like Irish coy.
Energies plus vitamins converge through its rays- the sun
Felicity and gay reposes on my dazzled observers.
Just as nothing can stop the rays of the sun
So as no one can steal away my smile.
Written By
David Olajire.
A major in English Language, Ojo David Olajire is a young writer with a flair for creativity through writing and the spoken word.
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