Morning Walk

By Shraddha Arya

Wakeup Sleepyhead, It’s morning time!!

When sun appears like, the color of lime.

A little cloudy shade igniting sunshine,

This part of the day, for me is prime.

I enjoy hearing the chirping sound,

So thought to enjoy some nature around.

As I went out to walk nearby,

I witnessed our beautiful sacred sky,

I watch leaves, shivering,

Due to the breeze flow,

A cat and dog playing together,

Makes my mind blow,

This fresh warmth,

Is my favorite face glow.

These moments of fun,

Made my walk a bit slow.

I stopped there to watch the birds flew,

Took a shade and rested with a few,

Wanted something like a candy to chew.

But pockets are empty which is nothing new.

Enjoying a cold wind is really special in

The summer days &

The early warmness does the same in

The winter days,

As the warmth overwhelms by the day,

To bear this heat is getting really hard.

Expecting the clouds to burst out is like,

Sending them unseasonal invitation card.

Walk home sweety, stop wandering more,

Cold clouds denied to arrive any soon,

Time for some homework,

Unlikely your fun holiday noon.

By Shraddha Arya