Happy are the rocks
Not ready to receive mocks
They plant themselves
Firmly on the ground's layers
Able to meet birds of different species
Who settle and sit on them with delicacies
Birds look all around as if bethroned
Feeling they are sitting on royal throne
Morning hours they chirp
Enjoy the surrounding with slip
Wait for feathered friends
And observe trends
Look for the fishes in the near pond
That lies on the ground
Make noise with their chirps
Swallow worms with burp