Some mornings,
Human do not want to wake up ...
Put hıs noıse on the pıllow and waits for a moment ...
By your bedside alarm clock ıs sıngıng....
Here's how it mornings,
I like to see on sky the red colour whıch translatıng to whıte colour
Bleaching happens slowly by slowy to dawn ...
I see o plane whıch comıng distance flowıng..
Landing at the airport is no longer ...
Until that moment,
the lınes of flowıng from which countries goes through ...
Down below the edges of rivers flowing
In which language is said goodmornıngs ....
Also, I see our main street, passing cars ..
The people in it ....
More roads have fallen into dawn they very early
Not time to drink a hot coffee yet.
The bright ıs ıncrease steadily ..
Away from cities,
The life began in distant countries ...
Pains, joys, hopes,,,,,
Dirty war ...
The morning news on the radio ...
Teapot rattling drops .....
Life goes on, my lovely fırends ...
Good mornıng all of you .......
Yours ...
Efsun.....
