A tryst with nature

Sun rise

 

When the sun kisses the earth

When the cool breeze embraces us with love

When the cuckoos start singing

My little one wakes up and embraces his papa

A sweet little peck, that says – ‘good morning’!

Morning Sun

Each day brings such moments of joy –

to give a reason or two to celebrate a new beginning,

The smiling sun peeps through the windowpanes

becomes his first playmate of the day.

The morning breeze tickles him to giggle in joy,

Its time to be playful and naughty with nature !!

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He turns aside and pokes his finger in papa’s nose

as he explores why papa snores at night!

Then he suddenly gets up and sits on papa’s back

he is then the fearless explorer on a horseback!!

The daylight brightens and we get up to go out

The little kid loves going out with his papa,

He knows its time to see new flowers –

the flowers that bring butterflies

the flowers that splashes color to life

flowers that bring new smell and new joy everyday.

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He runs away to catch the butterflies

We run behind to catch him

the butterflies plays with him, sit on his nose,

it is a new flower for them.

The kid loves the game and hurriedly catches his nose.

The inset flies to his head!!

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We watch him in amazement

as the kid plays with his new mates

they fall, they rise, rolls over each other

on soft wet grass,

the kid gets mud stained and pure,

as pure as the nature he plays with!!

The sun becomes harsh, as the day passes by

We come home and play indoor games.

Tiger, Elephant, Cheetah and Lion becomes his playmates

Everyday he creates a new world around these animals

they become his new pets.

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As the sun sets, we go out to play near the lake

He wants to touch the water, swim across the lake,

He watches the fish plays around, comes close and runs away.

They are not as colourful as the ones in the aquarium!!

Aquarium

The lake is a big aquarium for him

he wants to touch the fish, catch them alive as he does at home.

They swim away, he runs after them in vogue.

We return home.

At home, he stares at his small marine world

and weaves millions of colorful dreams

as he crashes into bed.

Only for a new beginning, the next day.

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**Disclaimer – None of the images used are mine. All are taken from internet. 

 

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