Two Little birds used to come down
From above the coconut tree
In our courtyard during the noon
They'd search for the food
In the grass of the lawn,
Sometimes for the earthworms,
The mother of the birds would see them From above the tree
How they did, one of the birdies was
Too young to fly, but the other supported it to fly
I never saw this type of birdie before
In our courtyard.
So I wanted to take a shot of them.
But when I took my camera to take a snap,
How could they understand that
The little bird which couldn't fly even
Also flew away
And went to the top branch of the tree.
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