DREAMS IN SCRIBBLES

Birds are quite shy,

And they fly without a bye…

They love eating grains,

They fly away and come again…

They feed their cute chicks,

With colourful beaks…

They sing beautiful songs,

Sitting on a branch that’s long…

Birds come to lean,

On leaves that are gorgeous green…

Birds love playing in the mud,

They jump in them with a thud!

They live in a nest made of straws,

I look at them every day with awe!

–    ANAYA SHETH