The Playful Birds
The birds come and sit on
My hands and pick up rice grains
They beat their wings and chirp
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Poet Panda, you are indeed so very fortunate to have such a great rapport and communication with these colourful birds. Gerard Kerouac was so saintly and cried because he didn't have what you have. Astonishingly beautiful poem! A joy to read!
Nice wish to be with colourful birds indeed! Nice desire is well expressed here!
Enjoyable piece of poem.enjoy dear poet.