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Little Sparrow
AD (21/10/1977 / West Bengal)

Little Sparrow

Poem By Anirban Dasgupta

As the first dropp of sun peeks through the window….
The little sparrow dances around…
Over the roof round and round…..
Even the happy prince would have been proud
Watching the dancing swallow...


Morning shows the day as they say ….where is the little angel today!
Nowhere to find the sweet frock ….sitting over the little rock….
Used to dance, play and dance……as the swallow learnt …..

No time to play this is the time to grow
School bus on its way never be slow
Nine to three….science, Maths, Geo, History…
At lunch foods seem no more tasty.

Four to five guitar-classes is must …these days life is fast…
Painting classes are for Sundays ….a renowned painter had shown his trust….
Six to eight …strictly for Home-tasks
Nine is right for dinner….time never walks….

And the little sparrow dances alone…
Its teacher has indeed grown…..

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lovely poem and tells us about our routine life
Another gem from you. Lovely and touching.
'And the little sparrow dances alone… Its teacher has indeed grown….. '... very touching lines indeed... all of us can relate to this for sure! Asma...


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