Sun Rays At My Window Poem by KAVIN CHARALAN

In that fine Spring morning
Sun rays were there at my window
When morning breeze slightly opened
the gentle window screen
Sun rays caressed my my body and face
A small little flower popped its head
from behind the leaves
To add colors to the scene
a small sparrow came sat by window and flew away!
Then came one with little wingsfrom the spring orchestra
sang the finest of cuckoo's symphony
Now the morning theater was in full swing
Ienjoyed the morning program with delight
while sun rays breeze caressed my body and face!