BIRD IN A CAGE
I once saw a beautiful golden bird in a cage Its eyes blue and filled with rage Tears rolled down its rosy cheeks I went closer to take a better peep It spread its wings and tried to escape But fell down and realised its mistake I felt sorry for the poor little creature As flying free was supposed to be its nature I walked up to a house that looked quite pale Opened the door and found a man on a sofa reading his mail I told him to let the bird go then and there For animals‘ freedom we should care ‘No way! That’s my bird!’ he said ‘Let it be free and happy instead’ ‘Let it soar the skies up high And make new friends ’ said I I ran towards the cage and quickly opened it The bird flew out and smiled at my wit I see it sometimes sitting on the tree outside my home Singing sweet songs in a beautiful tone! - Anaya Sheth