Wednesday, April 23, 2008


a lazy winter morning

a quilt lying aside

sleepy eyes trying to look

what the day has in store

old album on the bed

memories fading in and out

age has taken over

things difficult to remember

a bird chirping somewhere

a story to tell

may be of some sagas untold

or some unknown song of some distant place

a stick by the bed

a feeble hand hold it tight

careful steps followed

fond thoughts creep in

a lazy winter morning

a wooden chair rocking

eyes expecting something

may be news from the "HAPPY ISLE"