The Sun Slept
The dews so refreshing
Morning odor so alluring
The awaiting adventure so inviting
In a day a lot happens
Clocks turn to experiences
As seconds rebirth to eons
Adventure; life’s creation.
Gentle are the sun’s rays
Brisk are the zephyr
Smiles turn to lasting friendships
“Hellos”, to “I dos”
Flowers to ladies
Frogs to princes
Turmoil to comfort
White lies to broken trust
Before the sun snoozes
A lot and a few happen.
A cake I bake
For the fun of it
A walk I take
From Kidiwa to Bindura
A stroll turns to an expedition
A bribe am about to take
But honesty prevails.
A day
To the lazy it’s a curse
To the bold it’s a challenge
To the pessimist; a half empty
To the optimist; a good quality glass
To the realist; a high-quality wine
To the dead; naught
To the calendar; a date
To me; a blessing
To you?
Dreams turn to veracity.
An apple a day
Keeps doctors away
A mango a day
Leaves “ninety nine” on the tree
A scripture a day
Keeps the devil away
A smile a day
Saves facial surgery fuss
A minute a day
Ticks the year away
Words turn to inspirations.
Beginnings turn to ends
Adventures to memories
Days to nights
Suns to moons
Singles to married
Web logs to websites
Expectant clouds to thunderstorms
Friends to foes
Children to adults
Oh, the quests we enjoy!
Until the sun sleeps.