The Parrot's Aulette
See the deep sadness
in the parrot's eyes
remembering his pretty
mate that made him sing
and declared him king...
did he foresee agony?
His feathers are white
longing to chase a kite;
he flies in limited space
desiring freedom
and see flowers bloom
when sunrise sets them ablaze!
Can a parrot live
in a small cage
and survive for very long?
Fall's leaves turn auburn,
his love can't return...
soon he will stop breathing!
Copyright © Andrew Crisci | Year Posted 2014
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