Morning of 17th June…

Eyes opened with ease
Tranquil sleep had a cease.

A new morning on me, shone
I got up stretching my bones.

When I went to play,
there, I met the new day.

The ground was in full light
The clouds had mitigated the sun’s might
Yet, the land appeared pretty bright.

I could hear the chirping of the birds,
Their talking with each other in their ciphered words..

The clear white sky with a bluish hint,
Looked peaceful with such a tint.

Wind appeased me with its soothing caress
It playfully played with my sleepy face.

Trees danced in the wind t’was fickle
It must have given them a tingly tickle…

The voices of squirrels were also heard
Sounded great, when got mixed with the cry of birds.

It was music, here and there
And I felt a “Romance in the air”

Then, for half an hour, football we played
The air, still, on us, generously swayed..

Then we stopped and said ba-bye…
As always, the wet garden of mind started to become dry…

-->original by me
Sanket Karkare
17th June 08