The Cycle Of Life In A Day Poem by Mantrana Mahi Agarwal

The crunching of the gravel,
The droning of bees,
The green ferns ready to marvel,
All in front of me.
Up to the steps and under the knob,
With trembling fingers, I open the flap
And send in the letters in, ready to rob.
Letters from the kids away in camp,
Letters from teens in their destination,
Magazines of models walking the ramp,
Always smiling is fashion.
Excited screams and delighted shouts,
Angry words and blithering children.
Anxious eyes and disappointed pouts,
The last goodbyes for a lifetime,
The first cry in this mortal coil
Information about those who committed crimes,
Dreadful bills ready to foil.
From house to house and street to street,
In the brightest days and the gloomiest showers,
To those who eat vegetables and those meat,
To those who are normal to those who believe in cosmic powers
The cycle of life in a day,
Always learning something new.
Bills, cards, new and invites on the doorsteps I lay,
Connecting people from long distances who have something to brew.
Celebrations all around, Best wishes and key,
But never have I ever,
Been ever so lucky,
To receive a platform 9 3/4 letter