Friday, 12 October 2012

The Flower is Blooming

The flower is blooming.
Think of the bus doors as they tug open to
Greet the crisp morning air.

The bird is singing.
Think of the office phone chirruping to let you know
Someone is there.

The sun is shining.
Think of the microwave glowing brightly
As it warms up your meal.

The world is turning.
Think of the Compact Disc spinning round,
In a delicate pirouette.

Evening is falling.
Think of your digital alarm standing on guard as you sleep
Until another day.

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