My morning starts with a cock-a-doodle _
And rhythm of my brushing teeth;
cling-clong of my porcelain set 
While pouring my cup of tea;
Splitter-splatter splashes the shower_
As i enjoy having my bath;
I dress up looking lovely _
Wearing my usual beautiful smile;
Whuzz sounds the gentle morn breeze_
Oozing through my window rim;
Little hum through my glossy lips –
As I comb my hair;
With endless pride I standup straight_
looking myself at mirror;
There I go to wear
my pretty heels
That matches my red top tight ;
Finally lock my home and start walking
Down the broad lane
with the Tik _ tok sound
Fading away;
Here’s
My poetry with few
sound of music I hear
In daily routine probably I can say…
This post is submitted for POETRY POT LUCK 38#
too good i can imagine myself in it or any girl in it
Cool! I like the way you incorporated the theme into such an every day routine to make one think of their own little beats.
Glad you liked it..You are literally sound than me…Happy to get such wonderful comment from you Sir..
I agree I love the everyday scene and the masterful imagery, all the sights, sounds, smells etc.
Yaa , I could write very little in a very short period of time…Glad that you liked it…..
totally enjoyed this bright bushy-tailed poem..
Thank you so much….glad you visited the blog…
very lovely word flow, musical words heal.
Glad to have you share.
🙂
Thank you jingle.. 🙂