Bird out the window

by Riley   Feb 17, 2007


My friend was one day..
acting so strange..during spanish class
looking up above..the window to the rain
she told me to look outside..there was a dove.
soaring by the schoolyard.
see that dove..he is happy..he is in love.
how do you know that?how can u see?
free with clouds is he...
he is not in a cage, dying of age.
waiting for a window to crack..
so that for the first time...he feels the rain.
and that never happens until one day.
his cruel owner was "smart" enough..
to open the window with a bird in the house..
and he thinks HE is tough.
that bird has suffered..not been fed
when the owner simply..
lays down in bed..how would that feel..
to know you have right..not being able to speak
( parrot or not )then the teacher asked..
and my friend gasped!
there was a series of uh's um's and well..'s
then what happened next......
wait and see................

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