It is still the same.
The sun. The warmth.
The love.
After months, today I woke up
with the sun, and it
greeted me with the same
familiar smile.
It did not complain about the
lost mornings or ask for the
wakeful nights.
It just loved
with the finest of rays
in the daybreak.
It is still the same.
The sun. The warmth.
The love.
Always giving with grace
to all; to you, to me, to the
world, to the moon, to the new
star.
And always shining bright
and blue.
Stay with
Prerna ЁЯЩВ
