Cuckoo’s Eggs Poem by vijay gupta

Cuckoo’s eggs
It was dazzling evening.
The crow came back to her nest
And became happy to get two beautiful eggs there
The bird did not bother about the eggs
That they belong to her or not.
She behaves with them like her own eggs.
After some times the eggs have grown up
and flew to their own world.
They were cuckoo’s eggs.
Cuckoo is a shrewd bird.
She always keeps here eggs in the nest of the crow.
Crow never hesitate in care after them.
I realize that his work was great.
Because service to others is “like the service of the god”.