A Sunny December Day

A sunny day and white clouds,
Chirping birds that sing aloud.
The hitting sun and its scorching heat,
my heart flying to loving beats.

Eyes glued on passer-bys, 
One hand flipping a coin, and the other raising HI's,
Ears overhearing a silly fight,
and lips spreading an elegance so light,
Boots thumping and knuckles banging,
On a distant tree are nests hanging.

Little puppies go wandering about,
and playing boys in haste all around shout.
Corporate men soothing themselves with smoke,
Behind the trees some couples lock.

A sunny-day after so many foggy nights,
Emotions rage and heart fights,
to stand up and sing aloud,
beat the music and loudly shout.

Yet there is something that stops from within,
Perhaps the music or the heat of the open sky kiln.
It is a Sunny December day,
and surrendered to the mighty sun, I lay.