Day Dream

Watching the butterfly hopping in the weed
In the backyard I jump soaked in rain with messy muddy feet

Mom yells and asks me to come inside
There she is furious, standing with a towel beside

When I come back after a shower I see her with a smile serving my favorite food
I wonder how she turns into a different woman in minutes, and how she changes her mood

Papa's fixing a broken fan but smiles at my confusion
I often hear him talk with mumma about my future and education

My little brother screaks when I take a nut from his bowl
Mom interferes and gives us both more nuts to silence his howl

My train of thoughts is intruded with a dish breaking sound
I wake up from my day dream, as after dishwashing making beds is the next round

I think of all my brothers who might be having the same dream coz I'm not alone
As I go inside the dorm where I live, in the orphan home

But my dream is not a wish, for I know it will never come true
And wishing for this will only make me feel blue

I like to imagine instead and wonder how to have a family would seem
I can paint a different picture every time and live those happy moments any time in my day dream