ode to my dream bird

by Jerrin Mathew ,AGE12
(C-174 S-4 SCH no.78 Vijaynagar, Indore, Madhya Pradesh,India)

When I close my eyes softly it appears,
with golden color wings and long pointed beak,
over flowers blue, yellow and green,
and look thinking it was real,
I woke up from my dream.

It is my dream bird in this dreamworld,
over flowers they land upon,
chasing the sky,
like a troop of dancers,
they dance, hum and fly.

when sun shines with radiant rays
Hummingbird goes for work,
for they need the sweetest flower,
and I wanted but never got chance,
to see them dancing in natural shower.

With vibrating sound all around,
gleaming and glittering in my village,
they take away my attention,
and when I am in a deep worry,
they help me to throw away tension.

Thank you god,for making this beautiful creature,
they are attracted by colorful flowers,
and they make us attract,
but they go back in cold winter,
that is a sorrowful fact.

When whole world is busy with their work,
who has few minute time to see,
all this little things,
and who has time to hear,
when my dream bird sings.

That's why I have written this poem,
to make people know, that there should be time,
to see such pleasure,
because one day you have to go,
and then where will be your treasure.

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