Feast Poem by UNDERTAKER MIDO

Feast.
It is a happy feast,
In the west and in the east.
It is soft as silk,
And white as milk.
It is sweet as honey,
And full of money.
Life becomes gay,
While children everywhere play.
Trees and flowers,
All become ours.
Flowers glow,
With colors and dew.
Breeze blows,
Where ever it goes.
Stars in the sky,
Seem near although very high.
The sum becomes bright,
Distributes its light.
The weather becomes fine,
When the sun begins to shine.
The atmosphere becomes funny,
And our future becomes sunny.
We wear new clothes,
Pink yellow and roses.
We exchange visits,
Welfare and benefits.
parrot sings,
Playing with its wings.
Our hearts move,
With happiness and love.
We exchange goodbyes,
With happiness in our eyes.