The Boy and His Friend

A boy who was in the garden playing with a stick, making doodles on the small patch of dirt vacated by the green grass looked up to see a lively bird.

"Hello, my friend," greeted the boy who was mesmerized by the lovely song of the lone bird.

"Tweeet!", answered the bird with glee.

And from then on, the two of them became friends, and became closer than ever.

One autumn day, the little boy requested the bird to stay for a longer time though he knew that winter was coming.  

The presence of the bird was making the little boy long for his short stays in the garden where it became routinary for him to sit, and wait, and listen, and bade goodbye.

A few weeks before winter, the boy was outside waiting for the bird to come but to no avail.  The bird wasn't around anymore, but probably flew with its friends far away from where they should be going.

After winter, the boy waited and waited for weeks but the bird did not appear as it was finally gone.  It might have been smiten by another bird of its love, or it finally found its old home.  

For the boy, it was devastating but he knew in his heart that the memories of that friendship will linger throughout.