<p>Waking up from my slumber so deep<br />I watch the sky as the sun slowly rises<br />People awaken from their peaceful sleep<br />Here comes another day full of surprises<br /><br />The birds melodiously chirp, the crickets dance<br />The gentle breeze causes the trees to sway<br />All those who hear these sounds are in a trance<br />This orchestra of nature plays everyday<br /><br />Slowly dewdrops start falling off the leaves<br />Indicating this time has come to an end<br />A school child and a business man grieves<br />A melancholic atmosphere begins to descend<br /><br />In our hearts we have this time embedded<br />Nostalgia has faded in all minds but mine<br />My thoughts are focused on what lays ahead<br />For tomorrow starts again with the morning time<br /><em><br />Malini Srikrishna<br />8-A, SKCH(CBSE)</em></p>
<p>Waking up from my slumber so deep<br />I watch the sky as the sun slowly rises<br />People awaken from their peaceful sleep<br />Here comes another day full of surprises<br /><br />The birds melodiously chirp, the crickets dance<br />The gentle breeze causes the trees to sway<br />All those who hear these sounds are in a trance<br />This orchestra of nature plays everyday<br /><br />Slowly dewdrops start falling off the leaves<br />Indicating this time has come to an end<br />A school child and a business man grieves<br />A melancholic atmosphere begins to descend<br /><br />In our hearts we have this time embedded<br />Nostalgia has faded in all minds but mine<br />My thoughts are focused on what lays ahead<br />For tomorrow starts again with the morning time<br /><em><br />Malini Srikrishna<br />8-A, SKCH(CBSE)</em></p>
