The Cloudy Day
The Cloudy Day
Under a huge blanket of cloud,
Wash an elegant looking lagoon on a grassy field,
Surrounded by leafless tree with foggy surrounding,
And rising mist over peaceful lagoon with solitary empty park bench,
Were two elegant looking love birds,
Sitting on one of the branches,
Closely sitting together.
When all of a sudden showers of rain fell from the sky,
Drops of water failing and bench,
It seemed to be gloomy and wretched.
There were thousands of water lilies,
All I saw at one glance.
And swans flapping their wings merrily,
On slowly opening my eyes,
I found myself on the cushion near the fireplace, on the book warming up.
I felt my mother calling me,
And I got up and walked away.