Poem 1 - Winter.

By Vijay Simhadri.

-----Winter -------.

In the breeze,

The birds all freeze,

For their little feathers,

Cannot stand these weathers.

If they stay,

They will be dead,

So they go away

Instead!

( Poem written in 1988,

when I was 9 years old )

'Migration': Above picture depicts birds arriving in the red sunset hilly landscapes after migrating from winter.

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