A Parrot's Funeral Poem by R.K.S. Yadav

It happened when I was of seven years old
And I saved a parrot from a black cat's jaw
Instead of my innocent like treatments
Alas! I couldn't defeat the parrot's death
I remember my innocent cries for the dead
I went to my mother for one rupee coin
To purchase a shroud for the heavenly soul
I requested my friends to help to bury
My dear dead friend that parrot no more
I made a hole in my garden behind my home
Wrapping with that new cloth wet with tears
And my friends who were laughing at my fears
What I knew about the process of funeral
I applied the all to bury my dead peer
I remember the scolding of my mother
For not taking meal that day at all
I haven't got it even today the reason
What made me so emotional that day
On the third day of that funeral
Early in the morning I reached the burial
Ground and planted a tree as its memorial
Now the scene of that tree refreshes my memory
And my heart is filled with joy with that story