The Lucky Break

This is my home Trapped within a glass jar watching the world go on by. I have only twigs and leaves no longer allowed to roam. To unknown destinations afar. no space to flutter and fly. The weather is getting bad trees branches sway back and forth. sky getting darker as rain begins. thunder rumbles , lightening strikes Worst storm we've ever had. I don't want to be here anymore. I hear the howeling of the wind. lightening strikes the tree outside crashing it into the window pane sending things flying in the air Oh! My jar falls off of the table with the wall I will collide. This is my chance to get away To leave this place if I dare Will I be ready and able?