The street light

The street light

It was my fifth birthday
Under the street light,
Because I worked during day
And had to study there at night;

But once the bulb started blinking
And suddenly the light turned off,
And after a minute I was surrounded
 like a intruder by dogs;

This happened with me
Continuously for a week,
So I studyed
When it is time to shriek;

But my mind became blank
Like an answer sheet,
When I found the bulb switch
Under my studying seat.
                                  -Lochan Chugh



Please Note, that i tried my best but still there is a chance of mistake and if you find any, please inform me by leaving a comment below.
   
                   2 February 2019;11:58pm

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