Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jan 2018
My little bird,
She just loves to fly.
Please close the window
So she can't reach the sky.

My little bird,
She mourns like a widow.
I'll give her a cage
So she can't reach the window.

My little bird,
She grows restless with age.
I'll trim all her feathers
So she'll stay in her cage.

My little bird,
Won't you sing me a song?
They used to warm my old heart,
But not in so long.

My little bird,
Is it because of your feathers?
I'll let them grow back,
If we can just sing together.

My little bird,
Is it due to the cage, dear?
I'll throw it all out,
If you give me something to hear.

My little bird,
Is it because of the window?
I'll open it now,
But please just don't go.

My little bird
Has taken to wing.
Now that she's gone,
I can finally hear her sing.
Mercedes
Written by
Mercedes  22/F/United States
(22/F/United States)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems