this morning <br />i wake up early <br /> <br />i see this hen <br />and her sixteen chicks <br />roosting <br />upon a strong branch <br />of the narra tree <br /> <br />i get a handful of <br />rice grains <br /> <br />and scatter them on <br />the ground <br /> <br />the chickens fly down <br />from the tree <br />and feed on <br />the scattered grains<br /><br />RIC S. BASTASA<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/early-morning-happiness/
