Grandma Said:
They welcomed the days with a clear view of bright-orange-red Sun dawning over the hills
They invited the mornings with the whistles and chirps from their henhouses and tree nests
They costumed the twilights with decorated thresholds and auspicious rangoli’s
They received the midday’s charm with farming and eating amidst the blooming harvest
They travelled along the post-noon when the Sun lurked through the foliages then slip into the brook beside bushes
Where they quenched their thirst along with their pet-herds
They returned in the shade of yello-gold- brownish Sunset to their coolant thatched abodes with dusty fragrant clads and fulfilled faces
They performed their dusk-tasks without any hustle- bustle with sparkling vigour in flaring fire sticks
They sleep under the moon splashed courtyards peacefully leaving behind tomarrow’s heart strained worries
Telling the fairytales dreaming princy horses
I wonder I might see a day like that
Once in a while
Once in a dream
Once in a lifetime.
Nice
Thank you Jaya