WHEN WILL IT DAWN

Early morning a new day dawned,

And sky changed her shawls;

Blanket of stars had now faded,

And sun painted the horizon.

Morning birds now awoke,

Chirped around with a beautiful note;

Flowers opened their softy lips,

To put on a fragrant  smile.

Dew drops danced on lively grass,

Mimicked diamonds and emeralds…

Breeze blew through caressingly,

Adding melody to dawns song..

Yet there were two tiny feet,

That unheedingly hurried on  ..

Racing on with teary eyes,

Neglecting the song of dawn…

It is late for work,

The salary would be cut;

With angry employer in  his mind..

He raced on with heavy heart,

Pounding loud in fear and pain,

All of him begging for rest,

Or a simple childhood game;

Yet he knew deep down;

There was no escape from pain.

Burdened his shoulder stooped,

He lifted his face once again

And  mutely asked to God;

When will it dawn again?