My Morning Stroll Poem by Anil Kumar Panda

i wake up in the morning
to listen the music in the air;
with flowers blooming, birds
chirping, and wind rustling it
seems i am in middle of a fair.

i walk down the slender
path to the green meadow:
to play with butterflies, to run
towards the horizon and feel
happy to be a part of the show.

i return back with a heart
full of joy and feeling fresh;
the morning time with nature
gives me much pleasure and i
feel ready to win the life's race.