A Winter morning

One morning I open my eyes 

And roll over the bed where I was ;

I felt my brother half sleep in dreams :

And a clock ringing 'song of  relief '. 

To there , i put my toes on the floor 

And it was warm as a shell of yolk,

But  my window was still closed 

And all the dark houses and roads .

I ran towards the stairs 

And reach on the top of roof ;

There i scare of the view

Beyond me of plants covered with dew.

I was holding nothing in my hands ,

To wrap my head or cover my back.

It was still a winter morning

And everything cover with dark fog .

I think to stay some more time there 

To see the view of everything bare.

But slightly my toes feel frost 

And my fingers start wrinkling in cold.

I couldn't stand there one minute more 

Sievering with cold and Frost toes :

I came back in my room 

And wrap a thick blanket around me.

This was just a winter morning

And this story go to every family;

Stay warm inside the room 

But dark fog outside of the wall.