Among the bowers
She made her nest.
Among the branches
She made her peaceful days.
Winds gifted her swing
Feathers prepared a cozy bed.
Flowers scented her life
And her long chirps woke up the dales.
More chirps soon gladdened the bower
The dales bathed in blissful days.
The family lived in happy hours
To my eyes, it was all a pleasant sight.
Leaves from seasons sheltered their life
Branches presented a hiding wall.
Yet, the twinkling stars lent a beam
Gracing their heart and eyes.
At my window sill, every morn,
The family greeted me with a melodious call.
It was all a gentle whisper
From the meads of exuberant life.
Ravi Panamanna
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/an-exuberant-life/
