I had a beautiful bird Whose feathers were so light, The sweet song which I heard Was the last from my bird. That dreadful Sunday night Was full of sorrow My beautiful bird was gone forever. My pillows were wet With tears of grief, I sat by my window longing for my bird Then I heard a cry-the familiar cry of my bird in help. I ran out and saw to my horror A large black cat with a bird in its mouth, I somehow made the cat leave my bird And ran down to it. My tears of joy were beyond limits My bird was there and I was happy, We were reunited back together And there ended my grief!!! Grace Verghese VIII C Bhavans, Chevayur , Calicut
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