Morning rays shone amidst the windows
Droplets of dew against the panes
Hurling Curtains with soft breeze
Painted clouds with shapeless forms
Cracking dawn with bird’s songs
Singing, chirping, yawning
Chores to be attended
Young one’s to be fed
Nests to be built for dear one’s please
The mighty heaven beholds these blessed creatures
Butterflies on the pollens
The bustle of dragonflies
The hopping rabbits
Those hidden reptiles
Makes the whole world as beautiful as the heavens
1 comment:
I found the last 3 4 lines are not so related to the actual feeling of the poem started with. make some changes :)
ha ha easy to comment...
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