The birds fly home to their nests every evening.
The trees shake and dance to welcome them back.
Chirpings fill the surroundings.
The light gradually vanishes away.
The silhouettes of trees in the dark.
Silence like a curtain fall.
The evening chirpings break this silence.
These chirpings are nothing but the joy of homecoming.
We too like the birds come back home.
Chirp with happiness to see our dear ones again.
Back to out home, our nest, our love.
As if just flew down from the sky above.
