I was sitting on a chair, <br />I saw a bird, <br />flying in the air... <br />I thought, <br />Why this bird don't come to my house, <br />And make a new house of its own here... <br />Soon that bird came to my house, <br />I tried to be motionless so that it don't fly again in the air. <br />then I thought to catch it and to keep it in a bird cage, <br />and soon it flied afraidly again in the air, <br />then I thought, <br />why I thought to keep it in a bird cage forever..<br /><br />Arpita Kothari<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/bird-can-read-our-mind/
