BIRD

We see birds in the sky,

Who fly very very high .

Their colourful feathers, beautiful eyes,

Wonderful to look at like glacier and ice .

Birds chirping in the charming sky,

Saying everyone hi and bye .

Making nests with strings, sticks and grass,

Tailor bird’s nest is as thin as vase.

Each and every birds’ nest is so lovely shown,

Now the chicks of these birds are grown.

Nestlings fight for food,

No matter what’s their mood.

They eat grains and rice,

Which look like gold and silver from their eyes .

They enjoy playing above the clouds,

Look, I made a Parrot using clay mould.

I’m a bird! , I’m a bird!,

Say it out aloud.

Flying near the colourful rainbow,

And near the crossbow of a farmer’s scarecrow .

Some bird’s legs are as thin as a stick,

The young one of a hen is a chick.

-TULIKA TIWARI