A little bird twittering beside my window,
the day dawning with her tune,
the sun smiling and shining.
showering the rays of golden hue,
I wake up with a smile,
a fading dream lingering, .....
I wish you all, my friends,
a very Good Morning!
..............golden sun with gentle hue,
makes the view pleasing,
unlike blazing sun with blinding light.
...................
so does the youth of today,
heralds our bright future, I hope & pray! ................ (‘Lamentation of the Old', by Anon)
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