Can I come in

a poem by Nikhil Chandhok

Scorching heat of the sun,
Informed us summers had begun.
As heat grew day by day,
A sparrow told us she was here to stay.
So there it lay,
A nest made of hay.
But we destroyed her home,
To keep her at bay.
She kept making a request,
Not to destroy her nest.
From sunrise to sunset,
She took our stern test.
As she continued to beg,
To lay her dear-to-heart egg.
But she used to make such a mess,
As if she cared no less.
We were united in this case,
Arrived at a punishment,
Which she had to face.
Look for a home outside home,
And end this troublesome spree.
She has solved them to a degree,
Now lives in our mango tree!