(010) Fellow Birds Poem by Risha Ahmed (12 yrs)

(010) Fellow Birds

Rating: 3.0

As the sun showed it's first ray of light
I told everyone it's time to take flight
They asked me whether the adventure would be long
I said it would'nt be if we hum a nice little song
Our destination is a very long flight to London
The decision to go there was taken very sudden
We reached there in two days, which seemed like two hours
My friends thought to change time I had magical powers
We settled down on an oak tree
In a yard that was cat free
The yard was filled with fruits
Berries, leaves and roots
We had a sumptuous dinner that day
Although there were ants, we ate it anyway
We made friends with a family of beaver
They gave us fresh fish from the flowing river
I love my new home, it's like a dream come true
Go back to my old city, a job I will never do.

Risha wrote this poem when she hadn't even turned 9.

Shelley L Baxter-stanley 08 April 2007

Another impressive poem Risha...I can see why it is your favorite! Keep up the good work and I will keep reading your poetry. Happy Easter, =Shelley=

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Someone Else 23 March 2007

notye forthcoming message

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Andrew mark Wilkinson 14 March 2007

Welcome to my country little risha... i am clad my country sure does please ya... great write little lady...

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Roy Storey 23 February 2007

Ill send you a message. Roy.

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David Kurian 05 February 2007

ohh little poet, when i read ur poem, i was really excited, and become little jealous, why i couldnot write such lines at ur age

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Subhas Chandra Chakra 24 March 2018

An excellent poem to have been written by you at so tender an age.

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Akhtar Jawad 11 May 2014

I love my new home, it's like a dream come true Go back to my old city, a job I will never do. A lovely write.

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Shujaat Rahi 09 March 2008

It's a splendid poem, Risha! Write more especially about Nature. Best of luck, dear! Rahi

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Risha - Do you dream about flying when you are asleep at night? I do, and I love it! I can float above the tree tops and swoop and soar. In order to take off, all I have to do is think it, then it happens. Life is like that too, if you can think it, it can happen. Keep swooping and soaring anywhere you want to go! Great poet! See my poem Dream Pockets when you get a chance. Love ya - Cheryl

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Jonathan Horwitz 09 May 2007

What a wonderful and surprising poem! It has a great energy about it. Yes, you do have magic, to change yourself to a bird, to experience their joy. Thank you, Risha! I hope you will read another of my poems soon. Jonathan

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Risha Ahmed (12 yrs)

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