Thursday, 27 September 2012


Stealing cookies from the Grandma's kitchen,
Hiding in the attic feeding kitten

Jumping roofs and spraying colours,
Keeping in the book, the peacock feathers

Running in the wild on a mission,
Fierce the look, with the Bamboo weapon

Fighting in the mud, writing on a slate
Lying on the ground and watching the sky,
I slept.

I wake up.....
and look around,
Where have all the sparrows gone?

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