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Two Little Sparrows.


Two little sparrows
hop together and play
in the garden.

They trot across in joy
skip over the flower beds
picking the pollens.

In the backyard,
a bowl of rice is kept
in a bowl.

Mostly boiled
at times raw
as a feed.

Both hurry to the yard
fly around the bowl
and settle down.

I see them through the glass
never do I open the door,
I stay in till they finish.

it is a pleasure
to see them enjoy
I never miss out.

Not that it is a charity
or philanthropy of great
a small act very replenishing.

By meenas17

A lover of classical Carnatic music.
An avid reader, passionate writer, into stocks and investments for livelihood

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