An old bird is still a bird, <br />At dawn, he looks so pleased! <br />He flies and hops about as a birdie, <br />And twangs the strings to the breeze. <br /> <br />The old bird warbles with all his heart, <br />Encouraging the first twitter… <br />The newly feathered birdie romps, <br />And by that warble is christened… <br /> <br />The old bird doesn’t feel he’s old, <br />Neither do others, – hearing him chirp… <br />But he often chirps in a low voice, <br />And greets the coming dawn in his sleep.<br /><br />Janri Gogeshvili<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-old-bird/
