The morning sun peek
s through the window
early it comes and hits the brow
my eu\yes twitch and frown
as I lie in my cot brown
stretch I with a reluctance
sleep still holds me to an indulgence
the morning alarm goes off loud
my mind is still in a cloud
hear a knock at the door
I jump on to the floor
rush up with a quick gather
see my little one there rather
pull him to my bosom
oh ! I exclaim he is so awesome
then my morning chores begin
as I run about digging .
Poems are gems.. Not anybody can write poetry. It is inherent and at times latent. I write as it comes to my mind and forget once I set them in my blog. That is my strength and weakness.
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