accoustic rhetorics

poem of the day
The sky tears to tell the day,

my heart sings delightfully to hope for what i have not sung,

as night sips the soup of the day,

i cheerfully waited the dawn to sweep the tears of the day

afternoon wishes
as morning naps itself to afternoon,

i visualize your vivid smile,

taste of your lips,

speaking to my ear with the smell of your perfume,

You make my day through & i wish you a great afternoon ahead