Caged

How similar are birds to humans?

A bird in the free was captured today,

Near an old barn door not even in the way.

Nobody knows if she used to have a home

Or was born free, just that she was all alone.

Her feathers were white with a dash of blue.

She has a lovely song to sing exactly at noon.

She seemed to love her new little swing

So much that she began to sing.

I see her without a new care

For there is shelter and some food to share

No need to hunt, no need to worry

No need to feel so very sorry.

Yet in her heart she still remembers

The feeling of air through her feathers.

The view up high and all her flights,

Especially of all the lovely sights.

Now she has a new found home

And even a lovely song of being alone

Not by choice for she was free

But now the bars won’t even let her see.

Reviews

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

A tempered and fierce setting, very well penned, great read

[Lynx's-Reality]

Thank you!! I also love the last lines. I felt like I was able to end with a big impression.

this is really amazing, I loved the last stanza. So much emotions flowing through well written write.