Perfect Morning

Eyes sparkled
Smile flashed
Raised curtains
Rays fall
To awaken.

Orchid lay
Cinnamon smells
Half asleep
I wonder
And see.

Freshly laid
Egg toast
Scented rolls
Complimented well
Juices fresh.

Someone special
All dressed
For occasion
Smeared kiss
To tinkle
The ears.

Smiled I
Wonder seeing
Breakfast items
Placed perfect
Designed aesthetically.

Eyebrows raised
Surprised Me
Flowers handed
With tokens
Of love.

Platinum spoke
Ring placed
I blush
To hear
“Happy Anniversary”

Childhood Dreams

Passing through
Those lanes
A Glimpse
Of You.

Makes one
Remember the
Childhood roars
And cries.

Jumping jacks
Pretty fairies
Of the secrets
Hidden beneath.

The mud
Spoke as
The trees
Spanked down.

Of the flowers
Plucked and
Fruits destroyed.

Rocks climbed
And the scratches
Of the swings.

Of the visits
To hospitals
Of worried mamas
And unaffected us.

The glory of
Snatching berries
From trees
And beaten tales.

Of the stories
Written in gold
Of the basketballs.

Spoke cycles
Of the frisbees
And badmintons.

Of shorts
And rains
Paper ships
And tiny planes.

Railing to faraway
Destined ways
It spoke.

Snapped Along
Was the
First heartbeat
We missed.

The first
Touch we
Felt through.

Dreams we
Weaved along
The Rosy
Innocent Tinge.

Talents that
Sprang up
In the walls
Cultivated within.

In the hearts
Of the
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