A bird came into my Garden
She looked very Cheerful
Her beak was red and feathers Blue
Red stripes shone on the Body
Sound of her chirping lured me
I wanted to take her in my Lap
I ran after her
She kept on Dodging
Though tired but urge was Increasing
I tried my Best
But couldn’t catch her
Frustrated, I sat down on the Mat
I closed my eyes to take little Rest
I opened my eyes and was quite surprised
I found the bird sitting in my Lap
She understood the feelings,
I had for her
Surrendered Herself
To make me love her
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