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Aggie's World2
End of Day

 

 
MY DAY
 
When the long weary day is over ,
We finally reach home and relax .
We throw away our boots so heavy
and on our feet we slip in slippers.
 
 
A cold shower wash away the dirt ;
the dust and sweat of a long day through .
Then I reach over for the remote ;
what TV  program is on today ?
 
 
There are choices ; news , films or a play .
Take any pick , it'll make your day !
Then I sail into another world .  
The present is too boring .
 
 
Soon I  get up to cook dinner .
I am helped by my sister, Meena . 
Lots of food-stuff stocked in the freeze .
I enjoy chopping , mincing and garnishing meat.
 
 
Next comes the part that makes me smile ,
when on the hot frying pan I  fry for a while
With a quick stir ; I put in meat then vegetables .
Sometimes I add ginger or pineapples .
                                                              
Dinner is a simple affair .
No candles or roses for the table ;
Because the electric light is so bright
Illuminating the dark night .
 
 
All night long I watch my favorite  movie ;
My eyes glued  to the TV
Sometimes we have mood for a chit-chat . 
We talk about this or that !
 
 
And at 10.30 , I went to bed .
As soon as my head hit the pillow .
I am off into the slumber land .
I dream of what to do tomorrow .
                                                                                             
When at dawn the roosters are crowing ,
To announce a new day is dawned .
The sun peeps over the horizon
A new day is breaking.
 
 Agatha  Lai 02
 
 

 
                                                                           

                                                                                                                                                                                      
                                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                 
         

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