Wednesday, December 27, 2017

a ray of hope

I sat watching the sun rise
The birds that were chirping
On the Banyan tree
The array of pegions
Spread over the tiled roof
All ignored me
And basked in the sun light
A cuckoo flew on my roof
And said "you may seem pale today..
But soon will the sky shine
And the flowers bloom
And i will come back to you
With a beautiful song.."
Giving me a ray of hope
The bird flew away
I smiled at the sky
With her beautiful song
The cuckoo would return one day

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