Thanks Ted Kooser For Inspiring Me Poem by Akhtar Jawad

Last night,
I switched on my fan,
the first warm night
the fan whispered,
be relieved of cold
now sleep early
and dream in a garden of complete privacy
touch the flowers
but softly,
sing with birds,
not loudly,
swim with dolphins
not far from the shores
dance with winds
but be careful of your knees,
then,
get up early
and pay thanks
to the Lord who gives a few days of pleasure
to everyone including the old sinners,
like you.
Don't tell Him anything about your sins,
though he knows
but He will pose
as if He is ignorant of all your sins,
He will treat you like a father,
as he loves you like a mother.
Rest assure you will find him
a lovely friend.

In the morning,
a pleasant morning,
I read a poem,
Late February,
a pleasant poem.
by Ted Kooser,
saying goodbye to the snow falls,
I don't have snow falls
here at Karachi
but the northern cold winds,
when rape my knees,
I feel pain,
I say good bye to the northern winds.
Thanks Ted Kooser,
For inspiring me.