Unconditional Love

Upon the tree lived a bird with her nestling

Oh My!! There comes a cruel storm from the sky rumbling

to hit the beings, Ouch!! wind turns insane

carrying a wicked smile , making everyone inane

Sitting on the branch confronting the virile wind

Oh bird! Branches seem frail and thence exscind

from the tree, Whoa!! With her wings spread towards

the nest to escort the little , there she stands audacious

Appearing majestic than the statues near the shore!
bird take

A salute to motherhood!!!

bird 2

Published by Aishwarya Bhargav

I would like to remind myself that I am a guest in this world. The purpose of my existence is to observe things around me without getting affected by them and moving on.

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