A Bird In The Hand

Written by: Annie Lander

A Bird in the hand

From my childhood
 Sweet memories
I remember holding the sparrow so tight
It heart just beats so hard and so fast
 I became more curious. As I look into
His small beady eyes;

I smile, he chirp and whines, begging for mercy
Against the odds, he bite deep into my thumb
 It just wants to be free!
To navigate the world

I was startled by these words
Yay! Better let the bird in your hands go
Before he peck out your nose
“Said Nana
That was the day 
I said up, up and way little birdie.
I am so sorry!center