Ten Hours

As I stood from my chair,
The shadows began to change here;
When I looked outside the window,
To see things I usually don't care.

Then I noticed thing one :
Shadows started to embrace their mark,
As swifted farther the Sun,
And soon everything around seemed dark.

But as the dawn came,
A streak of lightness began to glow,
As I see it through my window :
All that darkness started seeming lame.

Then, as graciously as it can be,
Everything lightened again, I see;
As if the sun had left with its fragrance,
Just to show it's importance.

Hence I've learned one thing, though lately;
First amazed, then realizing gradually:
That remaining days aren't too different,
For these ten hours will come daily.

Composed by:
Shivam Jha