The musical notes of the
birds that sing
Oh! What a joyful Spring it
brings
In the early dawn of Morn
It is like a new life born
The notes that come from its
Soul
Goes deep within piercing my
Soul
I
wake up in the twilight Hour
To
get company for my heart Forlorn
Was
the Song meant for me
I
ponder with all my glee
It
is solely meant for Thee
I
could hear the birds Agree
-Nandini Anandkumar
(22/5/2020)
Very beautiful poem..🌹
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