Alone On The Hill Top

It was all calm and still,

Sipping coffee I perched on top of the hill,

The dazzling sun furled in the clouds making the atmosphere pleasant,

Trying to obliterate the preceding I was pondering over the present,

Taking a nap under the shade,

Peacefully was there I laid,

The promptly heavy downpour started, 

On me, it darted,

Alone, I was there crying,

Came there a scent of something frying,

With my hungry tummy, 

I thought it was a mummy,

Following the odour, I was lost,

Snow fell and the world was frost,

Someone caressed my shoulder,

It was a monkey saving me from the boulder,

The landslide was commonest in those days,

On the laburnum, an infant monkey lays,

In the ditch of existential despair, I fell,

Who is there whom I could tell?

Unchaperoned I thrived in the rainforest,

Those have to live solo who are honest.