Early Morn Poem by Shailen Karur

the clouds reluctant in intent to let
the Sun,
who pries His way through the firmament,
in,
will soon dissipate
in gladness, receiving, as they do
the warmth that burns gentle holes in them
when elsewhere,
the coolth of the night is being dispelled
over early morning coffee and breakfast
while some sprinklers lazily wake up to
quench the thirst of my lawn
'in the early morning light, my lawn looks
as good as my neighbor's '