Reciprocity. Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

The friendly bird asks the child
Dear one give me some portion from your dishes
There in this tree no fruits at all
There in the pond it is found as dried
The hunger and thirst is big
Unless you help how can I survive
The innocent child promised to help
Dear one I can give, and recommend to mother
Surely she will do the needful
You may do a service as a reciprocal way
Give me sometime your wings to me
I can fly over my home
I can go to my school, and play ground
Dear one, reciprocity is an essential word.