Bird concert

Bird concert 

Dew in the orange morning sky

Sets on the little green grass growing in our garden..

Giving the tune to the beautiful nature

My little friends scatter all over the ground..

They sing their best melodies all together

As if there is a bird concert held in our garden

Few pebbles away from the little pool we made

There’s a rock stone, on which my little DJ sits and remixes the tunes of other feathered singers..

They sing their sweet delights along the day

In the thirsty summer..

Colorful little birds come to the pool

And have a sip turn by turn..

They splash in it and make themselves cool

They take bath in the hot summer’s burn..

Spattering little showers they come out of the pool..

Clearing their throat, they go back to the fern..

And, again they sing their melodies

The best melodies..

Through their melody,

Are they saying me hello?

Or thanking me for the cool pool bath?

Whatever their melodies speak

I don’t know, but their delights give pleasure and a joy of being with the nature and such beautiful little friends..