Little Birdie
Little birdie,lil’ birdie come and play with Hargun and Harnoor,
Gun and Noor love you birdie, so why not play with them.
Your thoughts brings on their little faces glowing smiles,
This world seems a heaven when you come in their lives.
From inside the window they watch your every action,
While you are unaware of this growing attraction.
Even a birdwatcher seeing a rare bird would not be as excited,
As Gun and Noor are,when you chirp-they are so delighted.
You fly anywhere you like,even sit on the roof of a bungalow,
While Gun and Noor stand inside,watching you from the window.
They can just be so happy to see you fly,
hopping on the window, or soaring in the sky.
Why do you visit houses of people who never look at you?
While my lil' ones look sadly from the window,waiting for you.
They stare at the sky,wondering when you will be back,
And their eyes seem to say,come back birdie,come back.
When sick, your name brings on their faces beaming smiles,
And then I thank god for bringing you into their lives.
-This poem has been written by my sister Navneet,with some modifications done by me. She has twin daughters, Hargun and Harnur(see photo above), who wait everyday at the window for the litte birdie to come and play with them.
