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Little wild bird

It wasn't very kind of someone
To lock you in that cage
Throw away the key
And toss you crumbs sporadically
Of course you made the best of it
You even sang for awhile
Until you realized no one listened
And your countenance fell
Your eyes grew dim
And you began to wait for death to arrive

But I'm here now
I heard your cracked plea
And I see you little one
I know nothing wild can be tamed
So I'll unlock the door
Mend your brokenness
And show you the way out
You'll spread your wings
To fly in the open skies
And find your glory again
Where you always should've been

© 2021 Loly Rinn
Photo by Deleece Cook on Unsplash
Published inLatest Poetry

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