I found a bird with a broken wing

A beautiful golden bird

I took it home fed it and held it

As the wing mended

I built a handsome cage for my new friend

And placed it in the cage

Everyday the golden bird sang to me

And all was well

One day I came home the bird was not singing

it was on the bottom of the cage

I hurried to open the door

And the bird flew out

Through the window back to freedom

And the world it had known

A long sadness followed

And I longed for the sweet songs of the golden bird

It then occurred to me that the bird needed to go

Since its wing had healed it was time to be set free

As bye and bye the sweet songs of the golden bird

Flowed in and out of my mind

My soul was set free

It had a broken wing

JSH©