Birds in my garden

Two little birds,

I found in my garden.

Colourful feather, making sounds

and flying all around.

Next day, I saw one of them,

Peeping juice from the flower.

Another one was lost anywhere,

I found it later on my shoulder!

I took on my hand,

but, It started to fly.

Maybe was scared from me,

But was so soft when I touched it.

Then, I blew it later,

As my mom called me!

I can't wait for next morning,

to see them both in my garden.

Hanging, flying and making sounds,

Love them to see moving here, there, around.

I woke up early next morning,

And went to see them.

Looked at many places,

But found no one from them.

I asked my gardener,

Watering daily to the plants.

He answered, they flew away,

As they were elder birds now.

I became upset,

My mood spoiled whole day.

But my parents explained, that

Birds don't stay at one place.

They makes nests and

Then flew away at different place.

I will miss them so much,

I told my mother.

I love our garden,

Because their chirping sound

Took me there to listen.

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