Summer Solstice

Oh, my dear sun please come out, 

It is the longest day for you right. 

Why do you wake up early and come as a bride, 

As it is your marriage day so you are in full pride. 

The clouds pieces are looking like fresh white flowers, 

When you come they become shy and blush. 

You are not selfish, 

Sharing your glow with everyone come near, 

Which may be a cloud, animal or flower. 

Every moment you show a different expression,

That's your creative mind condition.

The flowers are looking brighter,

The leaves are glowing and shiny layer.