I’m flying bird

I’m the flying bird…
My nest is my peace home..
I fly high
So high in the sky ..
Morning till night…
But from very high
I see my peace home
Of my parents …
My mind ,my heart and soul
Lean
I leave back all my goal
Yes! I love to fly high in the sky
I come back to my heaven
My god’s garden…
From my window
I say bye bye to my sky
He smiles hug me
I smile and hug him.
©Pratibha Khatik
“Prathna”