Missing The Friendly Crow

A crow became very friendly with our family Daily he kept crowing timely..means' come all quickly' We all used to assemble in answer to his crowing Happily he'd go for two rounds of flying We used to stand in silent watching keenly Not knowing to act more than that justly He'd look side to side with open beaks Flapping fastly crowing like thus in repeats We would stand in silence thinking deeply Perhaps he was an expellee from his community Whatever it be one day I asked him 'what do you want' Everyone started asking the crow 'what do you want' A short silent while later he upped his neck-stance Perhaps to reply he thought of a majestic stance Suddenly his answer sprang forth in different tones Different phrases in lower and higher octaves Wondering wide eyed I applauded the crow's singing In appreciation with many joyous clappings Everyone followed me clapping excited so much And we saw his joy growing boundless too much We were happy, he was happy, a happy moment indeed With happy flappings he bade us bye and quickly fled Ho, that was all. With that everything ended. He's gone Till today not returning to sing for us his song Perhaps he has gone to concert at different places As birds do change their abodes to different places