Dear Little Birdie

One of the unique creations of "God" is,

The colourful winged little birds

With awe, I watch them gathered in bushes,

Shuffling their beautiful feathers

Looking at you dear little birdie,

I wish I were among you

Merrily making my tiny nest,

In the tree next to you

Not bothered about the bustle of the world,

Far from the madding crowd

Happy to be in the company of winged friends,

Making chirpy sound

Seeing you fly high up in the sky,

Along with the moving cloud

I wonder, you must be feeling,

All powerful and proud

Dear little Birdie, I wish you could,

Tuck me in your wings

Let me also experience,

The joy that flying brings

Your chirping sound announces the dawn,

Is music to the ears

It refreshes me to face the world,

And puts me in the gear

Sitting amidst bushes,

And the dew drops on the leaf

You make a pretty fresh picture,

To the world dragged out of sleep

Unlike you, we pass our life,

Worrying what future holds

In the bargain, we miss out on the,

Small pleasures that life holds

On the contrary, you feathered folks,

Live in the moment, the day

We must learn a thing or two,

To keep our worries at bay