My life was like a little bird
In a cage.
When I was not allowed to go
Outside, I filled in with rage.
As I started growing up,
Years passed, time flied.
I few times tried to break free,
When I failed, I cried.
One day, they opened the cage,
Telling me to go, fly high,
I was flabbergasted &
Confused but I tried.
Always been locked in a cage,
Dreaming about the huge sky,
Just getting me out of the cage,
Do you really expect me to fly?
YOU ARE READING
Spring Poetry Contest
PoesíaWelcome to Is it Ana?'s Spring Poetry Contest! DEADLINE: 20 June, 2017 The winner of this contest will receive a new LAMY pen and a 6-pack of ink cartridges!
