Last night it was dark all around,
the crescent moon was covered with clouds.
The stars were dim n dull.
The pale dry leaves were lying still.
I left with aching heart and went to your company in dreams.
I just spent a few moments with you and a GOOD MORNING dawned.
The horizon blasted with your bright orange light.
The chirping birds made the sounds of your sweet murmur.
The dew drops slipping down the buds looked like your just bathed face.
Perhaps only I know what a really GOOD MORNING means.
