This is the second incident. A month back another bird did the same. But luckily was safe. It was funny for the instant but when I see them suffering with pain and struggling it’s really aching.
I feel sorry for being unable to safe your life. You were warm when I picked from the ground. Your beak was broken and neck was too mislay to hold your head. I tried my level best to safe but in vain. I know how this happened. Actually you shouldn’t be hastening this much. I know the tree is full of what you want and it will be plenty for thousands. You should not have rushed!
Luckily your friend was safe. Your body became cold and rigid. And I knew you are death now. I am sorry bird.
That handsome head
with a mighty beak,
Hands like fists are
where there should be feet.
Wonderful colours cover
Your shape, enough splendors
To make a person gaze.
While you are alive-
With your wings held high
You put a smile on my face.
With all your power
You always left your trace.
Never did I see you frown
For your smile was never upside down.
You were always by my side
And although you are no longer
I can still feel your presence
Your feathers warming my heart
I will always miss you.
And I know the favor will be returned some day
For when I see once again as like you
It will be in the sky where
They will once again hold their wings up high.
But I feel your good sound is already missing.