Daughter Of The Dawn Poem by Mohammad Muzzammil

A sparrow comes, so small, so spry,
Like daughter dear beneath the sky,
With every hop, with every call,
She brings a happiness to all.

Her wings a whisper, soft and true,
A joyful heart in all she'd do,
No shadow dims her tender flight,
She's laughter dressed in feathers light.

Through morning mist or evening's glow,
Her song is where the gladness grows,
A daughter's love, forever near,
The sparrow sings, and we all hear.