Little Birdie, why won't you sing for me?

Inside everyone, a little birdie yearns to sing; a heat yearns to beat.

Release the birdie that resides in you.

Open the cage that contains the humble creature.

And as you do, watch it fly

Over the heads of everyone you know

 

Straight unto the heavens

It sores.

Casting rays of delight

And love.

 

For a heart is a complicated little thing.

Author's Note

Just a little something. As for my birdie, well let's just say, it yearns to fly towards another birdie.

Reviews

[Jack Joseph]

A very honest poem, thank you for posting.

-JJ