A girl at the balcony, writing
A black cat at the hut, resting
A bird, singing
Another bird, shrieking
The whole scenery amazing
The wind moves, gently
The cloud above, remains unseen
The bus, is grumbling
A business man, rushing
A familiar face, walking
A stranger, sashaying
Light, so brightening
The hidden sun, it's morning
Nov 22, 2015
Nov 22, 2015 at 7:40 PM UTC
A girl at the balcony, writing
A black cat at the hut, resting
A bird, singing
Another bird, shrieking
The whole scenery amazing
The wind moves, gently
The cloud above, remains unseen
The bus, is grumbling
A business man, rushing
A familiar face, walking
A stranger, sashaying
Light, so brightening
The hidden sun, it's morning
