Treasure Island

Renu Beri

(June 13 / Punjab, India)

Little Birdie


Little birdie in the sky,
Fly, dear birdie, fly.
Fly left and fly right,
In and out of my sight,
Fly up and fly down,
Or sometimes wheel around.

Little birdie in the sky,
Fly, pretty birdie, fly,
High above the mountain ring,
I can see the birdie king,
A low dive, a high soar,
Sometimes, I see a lot more.

Little birdie, I am too,
A baby birdie, just like you,
Jumping up and hopping down,
At times dancing around,
Can you, dear friend, see me too,
Happy and blessed, just like you.

Submitted: Friday, December 21, 2012
Edited: Friday, December 21, 2012
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