Februray 10, 2023
The Hustle Bustle
The milkman cries
The butterfly flies
The birds soar
High in the sky.
The baker's bun,
Cramped of
Butter and jam,
Deliciously divine.
The piping hot
Tea and coffee,
With milk foam
Sweet and lovely.
The school bus honks,
The little ones yawn,
The jingle of bags,
The bundle of books.
Off we go to paths
That take us off forward.
A little step at a time
And the dawn dissipates.