Updated: Jan 12
By Ishi Dokania
From the birth
To the end I will
Send a letter
To my childhood self
The baby bird which
Rests in the nest.
I told her about
The nice breezing wind,
The waves of the ocean
And the beauty of nature
I wish I could be
a hatchling again.
By Ishi Dokania
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