DAWN

DAWN

Swirls of fog,

Misty sky,

Birds a-fly.

A beautiful morning,

The nightingale is singing,

A splash,

And a crash.

From the water jumps a fish,

Which a fisherman sticks on a dish

Then the sun appears,     

The clouds disappear!

The morning dew,

Seen by few,

Except for the ant crew,

Walking in a line,

Working even on a morning so fine.

A foot comes near,

The ants disperse quickly in fear!

A lotus in bloom,

In the water’s gloom,

The leaves sway,

The wind showing them the way.

The squirrels join in the fray,

Squeaking and creaking,

Tapping and slapping,

Their nuts in their paws,

Which they silently gnaw,

In the corner sits a fawn,

On the bright green lawn,

Watching, like us, the beauty of dawn!

                                       -Devanshika Bajpai