A loving bird is a singing bird.

Don’t try to win her heart.
Instead, try to win her head.
Once she lost her head,
She slips down to your tread.
She might elude in dread
But furtively would give her heart.
A loving bird in a bush
Is worth a pet at hand.
29.10.2000

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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