She sings everyday a new melody,
Playing hide and seek with the leaves,
She loves and shies away to remain unseen..
Our morning starts with her sweet voice,
When she sings in her most beautiful voice,
Rarely and very rarely we get her glimpse,
For she loves to sing from behind the scene..
She loves the Blooming flowers of spring,
That she never stops her tunes in the spring ,
But do you know who she is ,
Who wishes us happiness and well being..
She is the shy cuckoo bird,
Who wants to make our morning bright,
Inspite that she hides from the world,
Her melody brings respite to our plight…