At night I look out of my window
To see the street below
There is quiet only the barking of the dog breaks the silence
Come morning there is a great hustle and bustle
As vendors are standing to sell their wares
They have Grapes and bananas
Red apples in plenty
Fresh green vegetables
Of all kinds are there.
The street is full of activity
Through out the day
When night comes
Every thing is quiet once again
