Baskadia

The day is young

And the sun is bright.

Flowers in bloom

And bees in flight.

Rustlings of leaves

All i can hear

Like a mothers

Lullaby to her dear.

Grasshoppers leap

Upon the hay

And birds

Are chirping gay.

An acacia tree standing

Bold and proud

Under the clear sky

With cotton like cloud.

Thank you lord

For this chance to sight

Wonderful creations

Such as morning delight!