Chirping Dawn

Flying, jumping from this bough to the bough Chirping sharp, calling the friends over slough The foggy smokes are walking away slowly For the adult winter the rising sun is mossy The sparrow couple is sipping from bean flower Over the plums there are dancing the warblers Twittering songs enchant the pink rosy fragrance With flapping wings the butterflies on buds trance Thru the window glass the sunny ray is peeping One cup of espresso is fixing my eyes to the link To natural canvas my darling becomes obsessive With these pleasure my soul in poetic verse trip Nature is ever alive; nature is divine, true beauty Where the chirping birds is the music of divinity © Mahtab Bangalee Chattogram February 06,2023