The Lovely Bird

Alas ,the entire farm is swallowed by the bird flu Only one chick is escaped from the eyes of influenza virus The poor chick is taken asylum with me true Daisy is the good name given for her by us. She is accompanied by me all day and night. Every place is occupied by her pleasantly Sometimes she walks on the dinning table quite. I can't abscond from her keen eyes apparently She is sharing even my small bedroom really Her low clucking sound is attracted by me lovely. She jumps on the steel cot quickly. And she sits near my face in the blanket humbly She clusters slightly on my forehead funny To indicate the early morning surely. She likes to eat our family food for hungry. Her life is unseparable with me fully. Days are rolled and she has grown well evenly She is abnormal in size and weight openly. One Sunny morning she has gone suddenly Her memories are still in my mind hopefully