Sommy

Sommy is like daylight,
Like the midnight breeze, during the season of nuptial dance.

She is like the voice of lovers,
In the early days of love.

Like the dew drops,
On the petals of a virgin rose.

There's a story, a legend,
Of years ago,
When the world was covered by a cloud
And, men and women faded away
And, laughter withered, like the dry leaves of the zinnia
And, hearts were parched, deprived of love.

The world was looking to melt.

Then came the cry,
Of a baby angel,
Soothing and charming,
Like her eyes, that glowed like diamond stars, like the eyes of the virgin mother.

Then,  came her beautiful songs of years of love and joy,
Of laughter and dancing.

A fairy,  the child of the world,
She held the ring of glory,
Turning all that came her path to
Gold and treasure,
Turning the fading people
To happy souls
And, all grew and bloomed, like the cherries
In the summer.

And the world was healed.

Let us celebrate this angel, this goddess. Today is her birthday.