Sitting by the window
I got a Thought
Life of a bird
Is so much Sought.

Early in the morning
There’s sky to Enjoy,
No alarm rings
To make them Annoy.

Cherish their beauty
Throughout they Live
No fake touch-up’s
For just to Please.

Happy they are
From little they Get,
Not squabble with peers
For just a Tag.

Freely they move
Out from their Nests,
Without much worries
Of the filthy Pests.

It’s not easy to live
Life like Thy,
But given a chance
I would love to fly.