A Humming Bird
by Sarah Nautiyal
I was eating curd
And guess what I herd,
A sound of a humming bird.
It was not able to fly
I too herd her cry,
It was in a position to die.
I ran to home and bought the first-aid box
Instead of medicine I found socks.
Then again I ran and bought the cream
While applying it began to scream.
It stayed my home for 40 hours
By resting it got so much powers.
The day come when I said her bye,
When she went I took a sigh.