From the other bird’s message that he bought

by. Ishan Zalpuri; Grade VIII, Springdales School, Dubai.

Long long ago in a village

I saw a beautiful bird sitting in a cage

It seems that the bird is flake as it didn’t move

But if you look in her eyes, you will presume

It is crying for a hope of freedom but couldn’t express

As the courage of that bird got depress

Days passed by and she didn’t sleep

By looking at her condition, I started to weep

But one day another bird came to her and she moved!!

Tweaking each other through the bars of captivity

It seems as if the bird in the cage was reborn

The bird had found a hope to live

And then kept trying to escape.

The flames of courage were ignited,

By the will of getting out.

The next morrow, I couldn’t believe my eyes,

The bird was out, in the moon light of night
It couldn’t have been possible without the hope she got.