a poem a day by A.J.Rao

Making home

I will need some home windows
For my  morning views of bums .
I make front door frame yellow
Brightly painted in the red dots
Of housband, alive and kicking.

(Hope none  busts my red dots.
I make home under  ash gourd)

I need cow in my drawing room,
Not for a morning cup of coffee.
We wordship cows as our moms.

Mom is high up in photo frame.
She comes down yearly as crow,
Other times she happy up there,
When she is not the mango tree
Waving in  far off lake ‘s breeze.

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