On Seeing Pet Canary

She smiles unreservedly and in modesty
Their visages contrast greatly on the face of it
Her divine image like the sun through the window
Shines on the quick witted and farsighted bird
The curtain, the veil of the green
Nature where the birds do chirp and sing
He is perched on her jointed finger a little branch.

by Zubyre Parvez

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