Birds
By Aliya B
Published 28 September 2023
Through the night,
Through the day,
In midnight,
In the terrific tree.
It was such a pity.
In a cage,
Such a curse,
I would rather be in a lovely purse.
All birds are brilliant.
But day after day no one comes to give them a home to roam.
Although they are small but a little tall.
Tthey don't want to fall down from those tall stalls.
They could pass the trees with glee,
The grass they could pass as fast and the leaves falling gracefully!