Fairy In The Garden Poem by Bishnupada Sethi

In the garden on lazy grass
A fairy was chatting with her mates.
At her sight,
The flowers began to bloom,
The breeze started to blow,
The faces began to glow.
The drone became busy
And buzzing around the garden
Started telling his only story.

A flock of birds in the open sky,
Separated into groups of twos,
Sat on the branches nearby,
Joining their beaks front to front.

The clouds were afoot,
Carrying the message from a planet
And hurrying to deliver in another,
Stopped for a while to see the events.