The Morning Beauty

The first light of the day
eagerly pierced the morning mist,
To see your lovely face
for which it had waited whole night

The moon was selfish enough
to hide your beauty in the dark,
It was now time for the sun
to show the world how pretty you are

It was the sun's dream
to kiss your cheeks and begin the day,
For it also believed in good luck
to grace those cheeks, first thing in the day

A cheeky little shot at your lips
is how the sun begins it's day,
No wonder, it is burning hot
all through the day

Unwilling to move, it started wondering
who made this piece of art,
Which left the sun and moon fighting
to have you with them, day and night

It stood there waiting for you
to wake up and feel the warmth of the day
With open arms, it said
"Embrance me my lady and make my day"

--Raghu