What a lovely...

breezy late December morn...
the hummingbirds sweetly sang
upon the break of dawn,
and the mynah birds gathered
in the deserted playground
of the still sleeping babes
to plan their escapades...
the skies so blue,
they took away the gray,
and the exquisitely shaped leaves...
on trees of
each and every kind,
(darn, I can't recall their names)
down to the ubiquitous sea of lalang
rustled in their different sway
coming together
in a symphony
surpassing the masters' flawless play
and
simply
taking
my breath away.

And then people started waking up...sigh.