The Bird....

It is little,

It is cute,

It chirps,

Yes, it's a bird!

In the morning it greets me,

I peep in the window to see.

My little cute friend is waiting for me,

And I go near it with glee.

I ask it ''what do you say?''

But it never responds and flies away.

I feel very sad,

And I think that the bird is mad.