Morning!

Every morning while I walked alone, I always feel grateful and I wish this is a perfect morning for everyone, but may be it just a wishful thinking.

They are rattling breakfast plates in basement kitchens,
And along the trampled edges of the street
I am aware of the damp souls of housemaids
Sprouting despondently at area gates.
The brown waves of fog toss up to me
Twisted faces from the bottom of the street,
And tear from a passer-by with muddy skirts
An aimless smile that hovers in the air
And vanishes along the level of the roofs.*

Wishing a beautiful morning everyday for you, my dearest friends!

*TS. Elliot – Morning at The Window.

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