The New New Day... Poem by Manu Kranth Chary

Clear skies open my day,
Wetting my eyes with heavy mist,
Wavering down slowly to lie,
On the drowsy land and sleepy bay.
Flowers shiver and tend to sleep,
Birds stop their voices deep,
In this cold winter morning.
The Sun seeming sleepy now,
Is pulling up the cloud covers.
The warm sun’s rays slowly,
Slip and trickle my skin sharply.
Encroaching every heap of snow,
To meet it down as the winds blow.
The squirrels appear shy to roam,
Cause they don’t wish to leave their home.
With my eyes creeping down,
And throat shivering too.
I wish you a pleasant
Welcome to unleash this New Year.