Attractive Morn

Waking up to a lazy morn, 

I felt like a baby, just born. 

Under the blankets I wished to snuggle, 

Wrapping them around, I did struggle. 

The sun played hide and seek, 

When I took a sneak-peak. 

The rays marched through the fog, 

And I was in no mood for a jog. 

The white layer, masked the sky, 

As though, protecting something from my eye. 

I wondered aloud… "What could it be? 

Should I probe, or just let it free"? 

Slowly, but steadily, the curtains moved, 

To the birds call they grooved. 

The cerulean hue shone so bright, 

Like the starlit sky at night. 

I opened my eyes wide, 

And kept my laziness aside. 

Such a sight! Aah… So attractive, 

Made the lazy me, active.