Day: May 31, 2013
Song of the Birdcage
Welcome to my embossed birdcage
It’s engraved with scenery of ivory
Crafted with sweetness of memories
How can I hold it without sharing?
How can I keep a vow within?
So I wrote a song
I wrote a note
I wrote a Blogging post
Birds hear that!
But not wings near that!
Welcome to my antique birdcage
No hanging price tags
No auction gag
Where do we find an old folks song?
When could we build a home sweet home?
Dancing in the wind
Dancing in the night
Dancing with cool red wine
Monkey hears that!
Monkey nears that!
No more sorrowful songs
No more broken wings
No more contradicting feel of liberty
Where can I find him?
When can I fly with him?
He is not in the room
Not in Google map
Not on files piling up high desk
Can you see it?
Can you feel it?
That is our dream
Our birdie’s dream