03-04-2021 prompt Monster Under the Bed Haibun
Gauri Dixit
It is February and the afternoons are longer as I move my chair around the veranda every little while to soak my old bones in the warmth of the glorious sunshine that comes like sprinkled gold in the hills, after going through the near zero temperatures of corona quarantined chills of a severe Delhi winter, now I gaze into the woods, alternatively knitting, and reading and sipping sweet tea. Ah me!
The shade of the trees
Define
My place in the sun
©️Satbir Chadha-03-04-2021
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