MY WINSOME BIRDIE

I wrote this poem in the memory of my pet bird

I doted on my birdie more than anyone else, just thinking about her in my heart toll many bells..

She didn't comprehend my words but always got a drift of my feeling, her sweet tweet was highly killing

With viridescent and golden body, pretended to be innocent but highly naughty

She was the one who made my day everyday, had utmost love to leap on hay

She kissed me on my cheek, to me she always remained meek

She taught me a lot, we had an intimate knot

I still regret incarcerating her in cage, she never reacted with rage

I miss her chirps. i miss her kisses, i miss her love and her faith on me,

but now she's free.. free from allurance and free from me.