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From Sunrise to Sunset

By Y. Deepika

As  the  sun  slowly  comes  in  sight,

To  wake  up  or  not,  with  myself  I  fight.

A  dash  of  coffee  in  my  mug,

Makes  me  pop  out  of  my  rug.

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As  the  sky  turns  reddish  orange  in  shade,

And  the  bright  sun  starts  to  fade,

I  watch  the  birds  fly  to  their  nest,

After  a  long-toiled  day  finally  to  rest.

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As  the  sun  goes  down,

I  settle  down  in  my  night  gown.

Sitting  near  the  window  of  my  living  room,

Watching  the  little  red  rose  that  is  yet  to bloom.

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As  the  moon  and  the  stars  twinkle  in  the  sky,

Where  no  one  can  reach  so  high,

They  light  up  my  little  bedroom  floor,

With  millions  of  dreams  in  my  head  I  snore.

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With  a  positive  hope  and  thought  in  my  mind,

I  leave  all  the  worries  of  the  previous  day  behind,

And  start  my  day  with  a  whole  lot  of  new  things,

This  is  how  for  me  a  new  day  begins.

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Y Deepika is a facilitator in Delhi Public School, Nacharam, Telangana. She a Doctoral in Life Sciences and teaches in a school. She loves to experiment and enjoys trying and learning new things.

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