It was a divine morning
Her tea was boiling
She took one mug out
And let her thoughts out!
Her eyes focussed on
all that was green
The skies so pretty
She felt it was a dream
The whistle brought her out,
out of her reverie
Only to hear the knock
tap, tap, tap
She smiled knowingly,
Let him wait-
I've just felt my way around
So need to focus straight.
She heard the tap again
Persistent yet stubborn,
She glanced askance
and turned back to her task
Mug in hand
song in her heart
walked away:
a different zone
Tap, tap, tap
she hears it again
This time from the glass pane
near her ears
Oh! oh!! he's not letting go
persistent is his knock
He needs to be given
A piece of his morning bread
Her hands stretches out
The morsel in hand
He pecks at her with a glance that says
you made me wait!
Why? Didn't you hear at all?
