BETTER OUR 'MORRO

You wake me up sparrow,
Early in the morning.
With your clarion call,
Which comes out chirping.

Above bed's window panes,
You prepared your nest.
But you're never seen in it,
Taking some rest.

On the contrary you're seen,
Busy in bringing hay.
To make the nest strong,
All the whole day.

After some days,
You're seen feeding your littles.
With incessant Increase,
In chirping of the littles.

The chirp of new dawn of life,
Filled with multi-coloured rainbow,
The chirp so positive,
Teaching wisdom of sparrow.

How could our life different be,
From that of sparrow?
We've to give clarion call,
To better our 'morrow.

Dr. M. S. Bhandari