Waiting for the sun to move up more
Lights to fall in full force
On the day
I take my few steps
On worn out path of office goers.

As the life moves on
In the rustle of traffic Jams
Honking of cars
The roads have grown roots
Along with tree lined path

A bright smile
Stretches across in yellow line
A line of school kids
Walk the Zebra cross
in front of my large smile

A new day
Flowering
Traffic Light by traffic lights
As the office blocks looms large
My thoughts reach out to hold hands