Gilded Cage & Canary
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Caged Canary
How happy are you in your
Golden gilded cage?
Is that happiness? I wonder,
A sweet serene melody,
Touching many a saddened heart,
The little golden door,
Left ajar to help you make your choice,
Yet freedom cannot offer you,
Love and caring and warmth
Perfect ambience that radiates around your cage,
You sing when solitude surrounds you,
You shiver when you wish for more warmth
Moments you wish for a partner.
Your gilded cage has a place for none,
Freedom is out there, love is within,
Fleeting happiness is out there, safety within,
Reach out for a moment, or stay back forever,
Reach out for one hand, or stay back for a handful.
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