I held him so near <br />So dear <br />Breathed some life into him <br />Some drops of water <br />On a cold wintry morning <br />I had seen him <br />Hiding his face <br />Beneath his wings <br />In warm feathers <br />He was sad <br />And my little sweet daughter <br />She came <br />That the parrot <br />Was sick <br />He was light <br />He looked with great compassion <br />Once or twice <br />His last look <br />On the world <br />From the cage <br />He breathed his freedom <br />By giving his soul <br />30/12/2009<br /><br />Sadiqullah Khan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-parrot-6/
