Caged Bird

I remember when I was young

Hearing the song my caged bird sung

As it sat upon its swing

How lovely was the song it'd sung.

And thought I, as it sung for me

How sad it was, it wasn't free.

So unclasped the latch did I

And turned its song toward the sky.

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poetvg's picture

i like this one

Marlene Lennon's picture

Can't remember, when or where, but I've read this piece before. And so, isn't it wonderful to be free? M

kat's picture

Short, sweet, and insightful. Nice one, Michael