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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