Mates By Chance

Two little birds One green one blue I really don’t know With them what to do! In the markets yesterday There were birds galore But I cannot say How they landed on my door. From the many colorful ones The hands that picked these two Sold them off and flew Not telling me what to do. The blue one is too small Its tail not grown enough The green is a perfect doll A prancing chirping stuff! Amid the birds umpteen Maybe they were apart But fate has put them in To become my household’s part! My words they don’t heed I really have no clue For food what they need For their upkeep what to do! In a day they’ve carved a space Stolen my mind strangers though Bringing me a gust of happiness On my face a joyous glow! I’m worrying when they’re quiet Feel blessed when they dance My wonder doesn’t abate At these mates thrown by chance!