The Morning

It was a Tuesday morning which made my day. I visit the park on daily basis but today was a bit different from others. The rain had just poured on the dry earth creating a smile on my face. I went with my mom to the nearby park where she collects seeds cause she's in an environmental club. We raise money for homeless people,orphans and widows to earn a life. My first ambition was to hop on the driest swing which was occupied by none! As I curled my thin arms around the swing I felt almost touching heaven. My eyes went to sleep but my legs decided to touch the juicy fruits hangin' on the wet tree. The birds produced music and the pleasant scent of wet grass made my day. The dews dropped on my face making me tickle. I saw nobody but me with cranes wading endlessly. I am pretty sure that after reading this u will hop and skip to the swing merrily in monsoon. . . . .