The Songs Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

Sparrows all of you are welcome
In my little yard and perching trees
You all are in hurry to sing
In this morning I likes to hear
Giving us a great joy and experience
When we listen you does'nt mind at all
Your own vocabulary and rhymes I know
Blessed are the sparrows who can fly
Making themselves to try their talent
Without more effort or stress and strains
You all creates intimate experience to me
Brings the idea of love and compassion
I likes your appearance and likes more to hear