Mother Nature Poem by Reshma Dream Is Never A Crime................

I was happy that my mother was out,
So that no one would wake me up that day.
But I was forced to wake,
By the calling rooster.

Sleepily I opened my eyes
And could no longer sleep,
Because of the narrow rays of sunlight,
That peeped in through my window.
Annoyed, I looked at my window
Which was covered with tiny drops of water.

I went near and opened it.
A chilled form of air,
Touched my face allover.
I heard the rooster calling,
Along with crows and cuckoos.
The chirping birds added on their tunes,
To the wonderful natural song.

I saw the blooming roses,
Trying hard to attract my eyes.
They looked calm and peaceful,
With dew on their petals.
The glowing red roses,
Indeed did wake my mind.

Slowly I noticed the fog disappear,
Taking away all the dew drops.
The leaves started to glitter in the sun,
Just like twinkling stars.
Now, I was fully awakened,
Ready to work and play.

Slowly I understood something,
There is another mother outside my window,
To wake me up early that day.
She is very beautiful and very peaceful...........
Guess who she is?

She is the Mother Nature....................