As I lay my head on pillow

As I lay my head on pillow

Trees covered with flower yellow,
Paper boat moving in pond below.,
Far away a boy negro,
Bouncing up and down his toy  yo yo,
Brings on my face an instant glow,
As I lay my head on pillow...

Watching the un-missable rainbow,
Highlighting the colour of Indigo,
Little birds coming to say hello,
Sings the beautiful doe ,
From garden below,
As I lay my head on pillow..

Pristine and white snow on the window,
Flakes of it coming through the door,
Breeze of chilling wind hits my nose,
As I peep through my old bunglow,
The beauty around in its full  flow,
As I lay my head on pillow..

I feel I'm trapped inside my chateau,
Somewhere in the place,called Monroe,
Bereft of what nature has bestowed,
Fathoming how lovely it would be..
To be amongst the mountains and snow,
I lay and and watch all in tow,
As my head rests on the pillow...

Yogita