Where I belong



Perched upon the tallest tree,
The world below looks small to me.

I scan the earth, I watch, I wait,
For winds to guide me, paths create.

From heights I see both far and near,
With pride, yet bound, I linger here.

My wings are strong, yet still I bide,
Humble in the perch where I reside.

For skies aren’t limits, they’re my song—
They call me higher, where I belong.

- Neha Pandya  



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