The Day I was delighted ( by my father )
The day I was delighted Was on Sunday, it was the brightest day The sky was cleared with rays spread all over You appeared like a golden sun to me I have never experienced it before The day I was delighted Was on Monday, and the day began like a Sunday You are queenly dressed brightening around Like a full moon does, showering rays on me I have never experienced it before The day I was delighted Was on Tuesday, and the day began like a Sunday Your lovely fixity smile, blown-in breeze Touches my heart, like a bee does to flowers I have never experienced it before The day I was delighted Was on Wednesday, and the day began like a Sunday Your red lips are like a fresh apple in the first season of a year Touches every part of my body like the morning breeze does I have never experienced it before The day I was delighted Was on Thursday, and the day began like a Sunday Your red cheek is a...