surprisingly
as the day began
i woke up like a flower
fresh and blooming
with life..not the gloom
of yesterday in my eye
walked out....
to see a drooped flower
not wishing me good morning
the birds forget their chirruping
a filtered gray sunshine
nothing i have ever seen
seemed like a left over day
is it a dream...or a mock of
what i usually AM i think
as the clock struck six
to wake me from my dream
Samanyan Lakshminarayanan
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/as-a-day-began/
