This morning is a bright sunny day,

Gleaming leaves in the sun’s ray,

In the morning there is a sight,

To see the sun very bright.

A butterfly in a flower bed,

Is so pretty if you want to bet,

Chirping birds are all around,

Squirrels peeping out of their house.

Wind blows, rustling the leaves,

Then peace all around the trees,

The flow of the river and the playing of fish,

Is so beautiful you can’t even guess.

Then the moonlight comes into our sight,

The shadow of buildings will remove all the light.

But don’t forget the beauty of stars shining all night.


About the Author

Anushka Mathur has interests in poetry, story writing, drawing and music.  


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