BY MAYA GREEN
There she sat, demurely tight
A master of her morning calm
Surely, her days will be bright
And her nights, will be calm
Live well, sleep well
And every day, starting afresh
Think with the morning’s spell
And act in the noon, without rash
End the day, with satisfaction
Savouring the fruits of patience
Of victory over instant gratification
And a peace, born of true innocence
Dateline:
12:47AM
May,10 2024
Shah Alam, Selangor DE