Morning glory

Walking across a moor, looking at bright sky

With a glimpse of birds flying by

I remembered the old times with a sigh

It was the morning glory of good bye

Everything was at its place

With a glazing grace

Sun was rising with snail’s pace

Morning rays made my memories erase

The tap of my cat brought me back

Well, it gave me a little heart attack

I told her to go seat on tack

But she is one tough nut to crack

The cold wind whispered in my ear

With such breeze there’s no fear

The gaiety was just sheer

There was no place for tear

Some days feel like nothing is meant to be

But morning glory is the real glee

And there was me

Dear me