Poem The cuckoo song
Poem The cuckoo song
In the middle of the garden
Atop an oak tree tall
Pearched on a long branch
Is the bird cuckoo.
Noticing the spring and greenary
And taking the time to compose
The divine song to sing sweetly .
The divine singer captivating the ears
And holding their breath till the song ends
Mesmerizing the world by the tunes
From the times when there were just sand
dunes.
The lovely singer bird cuckoo
Like a gift to the world
Making the king and pauper both smile.

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