The Sun Will Rise Tomorrow Poem by Anil Kumar Panda

The sun will rise tomorrow
With its golden glow and shine
The dew drops will hang onto grasses
Prayers will be called to make the ambience divine

Flowers will bloom aplenty
Shedding colors and fragrance
The cool wind blow over cornfields
Picking bellyful of seeds the squirrels will dance

Farmers will go the fields
With their cattle, carts and tools
It may rain in the countryside today
Birds will sing and children will jump into pools