Small Poet

Should I call off a day? Find cool shade on a way Think of by gone And what has been done Long innings That needs now cool evening And moon light To feel right Ho many stars are in sky? I think not why But they twinkling And smiling I am small poet Now wants to be quiet Drop down the pen And cease the plan Future is future Unpredictable and unsure But seize and extend grip That is how we firmly hold and keep I will ask again and again Not with pain But with satisfaction For far I have lasted good relation