‘Let the birds be free’ Poem by 9 year old Bookosmian from Bangalore
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Today’s lovely poem on the significance of birds is written by 9 year old Aashritha Surya Prakash from Bangalore.
Aashritha goes to Vidya Niketan School, Bangalore and is a student of Talespin.
There go the ducks, “Quack, quack, quack”
There go the robins, “Chack, chack, chack”
There go the eagles, soaring through the sky
There go the vultures, flying ever so high.
Over hills and dales
And woodland pines
Over hidden caves
And huge gold mines
Till they find a warmer place
Clever people call it migrating.
They are wonderful creatures
They truly care
But who are their enemies?
An elephant or a hare?
Then I wonder,
“Who could it be?”
It’s nobody else,
Just you and me.
Yes, we are the ones
Invading their homes
But what harm have they done?
The answer is none.
On the contrary,
They help us a lot
Pollinating seeds in little pots
So stop cutting trees
And let them be free.