Thoughts came by in the night

The sun is hot
sky is blue
trees are green

Birds are chirping
Ants are marching
Squirrels are jumping one tree to another

and I am sitting on a chair,
writing a poem about these thoughts
in the middle of the night.
Which came to my head,
while I was lying on my bed.
Then, I got up and start writing !

Shadan
6-1-2013