Poetry by Shivani Baranwal

WINTER MORNING

It was a early winter morning, I was sleeping peacefully Wrapping my body tight under my blanket A warm ray of Sun was peeping through my window Trying to touch my face with his bright sunshine I couldn't able to sleep anymore. Wondering, how I gather enough warmth to open my glued eyelids and took a minute to focus through my window. It was a lovely beautiful morning. The foggy clouds were showing me the clearity in my thoughts And the orange shades of the sky turns into golden yellow making the surrounding more pleasing The dew drops on the tip of the green leaves filled my heart with its sweetness And the cold breeze which was blowing started making me shiver The happy birds were singing the welcome song And the bright Sun was looking at me smilingly, calling my name he is saying to me, "Get Ready its a New day"

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