It was a bright sunny morning
In November chill the sun was shining
On armchair in the porch as I stretched myself
I was struck by a sight I saw on the shelf
On top of it a dove had built a nest
Lying there were three eggs and this family was my guest
Mummy dove would sit on them for hours in a row
Even my presence very close would not make her go
Days of patience gained her a gift
Hatched one egg and came out a chick
Soon after the second one came out of shell
But the third one took time to break the spell
Mother dove took good care of them
She brought food they squealed with hunger when
To keep them cozy she laid soft grass
The three chicks were nothing but pieces of her heart
Two of them hopped on the porch to learn to fly
Third one watched from nest and let out a cry
The two soon started taking a flight
The mummy dove meanwhile had a different plight
For the third one was born with a broken wing
It wouldn't fly but only could sing
Few days later the two left the nest
To help the third one mother tried the best
She still got it food and held on to her hope
That with this disability her baby could cope
She stood by the nest night, noon and day
The chick could only hop out and on shelf could lay
It fluttered its one wing hard and wild
Mother watched from nest the agony of her child
She stood still for long as if in deep thoughts she was drowned
Then from that high shelf she pushed the chick down
Helplessly it let out a cry as on ground it lay
The mother gave a last look and then she flew away
Shocked I stood to witness this affair
Laws of nature were not always fair
Offsprings are abandoned if they are not strong enough
For they wont survive in the nature that is so tough
The dove must have gone through anguish of this harsh blow
And with such a heavy heart she would have had to let go
In November chill the sun was shining
On armchair in the porch as I stretched myself
I was struck by a sight I saw on the shelf
On top of it a dove had built a nest
Lying there were three eggs and this family was my guest
Mummy dove would sit on them for hours in a row
Even my presence very close would not make her go
Days of patience gained her a gift
Hatched one egg and came out a chick
Soon after the second one came out of shell
But the third one took time to break the spell
Mother dove took good care of them
She brought food they squealed with hunger when
To keep them cozy she laid soft grass
The three chicks were nothing but pieces of her heart
Two of them hopped on the porch to learn to fly
Third one watched from nest and let out a cry
The two soon started taking a flight
The mummy dove meanwhile had a different plight
For the third one was born with a broken wing
It wouldn't fly but only could sing
Few days later the two left the nest
To help the third one mother tried the best
She still got it food and held on to her hope
That with this disability her baby could cope
She stood by the nest night, noon and day
The chick could only hop out and on shelf could lay
It fluttered its one wing hard and wild
Mother watched from nest the agony of her child
She stood still for long as if in deep thoughts she was drowned
Then from that high shelf she pushed the chick down
Helplessly it let out a cry as on ground it lay
The mother gave a last look and then she flew away
Shocked I stood to witness this affair
Laws of nature were not always fair
Offsprings are abandoned if they are not strong enough
For they wont survive in the nature that is so tough
The dove must have gone through anguish of this harsh blow
And with such a heavy heart she would have had to let go
-- Inspired by a true article I had read sometime back. Later an NGO took care of this abandoned and disabled bird.
