It Is The Hot Summer Day Poem by Mohammad Younus

It's the hot summer day;
Tanning our skin and burning our cheeks;
It's the chilly cold winter day;
Freezing our heart, molding us into ice blocs;
You beloved mine!
Winter is on the heels;
The spring is coming back;
The coolly glittering sun readying;
To shine on your pale cheeks;
Narcissi and tulips shall bloom again;
Fragrant breez shall caress;
Your soul - filling it with immense delight;
The melodious sounds shall resonate...
...and fill up your heart and soul...
...with ecstatic symphony of the musical notes...
...of the singing birds, bees, and crickets.

Mykoul