• The chatter of friends-
    I'll never meet
    They soar into sunsets
    And over high snowy peaks
    They beat their wings
    And fly right by
    I don't think i can soar
    Though i've never tried
    Metal bars keep me enclosed
    Safely tucked away
    I've tried to escape my jail
    But a lock keeps me at bay
    Yet i have hope that one day
    I will take wing
    And that is why i really know
    Why the caged bird sings