Wet Sunny Morning

I felt the sunlight tingle my face,

Alluring to wake up, with a gentle grace;

Golden brilliance, shown by the bay,

Gaped at the magic, with wondrous gay

Swung my legs, off the cushy couch,

Strode blithely near the window, to crouch

Breathed in the dizzy fragrance of wet earth,

Raindrops sparkling, it's solitaire on berth

Distant croak of frogs caught me unaware;

Colourful butterflies, fluttering everywhere

Mesmerised I stood, drunk in the beauty,

Absorbed and galvanized, forgetting my duty.