Summer Evenings of Birds
In summer evening, as the sun starts winding up
and approaches to the west,
birds came out enthusiastically
from their cozy nests.
Singing, chirping, flying, diving
giggling and chasing one another,
playing with evening cool waft,
adoring every single moment.
It seems they want to say,
Dear sun, your turn is over for today!
Let us enjoy our space
till dawn, don’t show your fierce face!
28/05/19
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