I love my morning walks.
The cool breeze,
The serene landscapes,
Saying “Hello” to my neighbors passing by,
The smell of sweet sycamores…
And those obnoxious wild parrots
Screeching in the sky
Or on telephone wire,
Loudly proclaiming the coming of a
Well, I guess it can’t all be perfect.
[Please note: this is sarcasm; but those birds can be quite annoying!]