Sparrow!

If there is a wish to borrow...

And I get a chance to be a bird,

I want to be a sparrow.

Flying over the stream-

And the forests I have never been (to).

Perching on the windowpane!

And chirping my best,

Gathering some fur and some twigs...

Building my cosy nest…

All I do then- are... 

Fly, forage and sing…

And in the days of gloom, 

I'll puff my plume!

And wait for the spring!

And yes!

How can I forget!

In the list of whom I hate-

Remember me-

If ever a sparrow shits on your head!

Sanjeeta 'Hridayaninadini'