Flower And Bird Poem by Prativa Dey

The flower is called a bird Why call in the morning? As a bird I call in the morning hockey with the sun. We brought in the dawn, The birds say you are a flower How about the morning of the foot The world looks beautiful. Flowers say how beautiful you are In different colors, I could speak and speak again. How far can you fly You can see the country on the fly. How much your people respect birds as birds. How many of them have you used? Flowers tell you how the world looks, In the forest, in the jungle, in the sea, they all have different forms Because of you The birds say they are yours Do you know how much? In the fountain garden
Tree to tree When you come, there isfruit. The world does not live without fruit. How many birds are called flowers? Work Morning is decorated, Seeds are taken from country to country From that the tree is at the end. Both said We are all in the will of nature, Works out his will Go to work We are happy to do this today.