I Saved a Goldfinch

I was trudging home around one o' clock and on the frosted grass, I spotted a goldfinch shivering and slowly warbling: he had strayed from his nest and couldn't find his way back home, I breathed on him and took him inside and suddenly he stopped moaning. The trembling goldfinch with pretty sea-blue eyes looked at me tenderly ant that was his way of saying, " Thank you "; I patted him with tenderness, but he thought I would put him in a cage in the next room where my last bird escaped gaining his freedom; I whispered to him," This is your home, not your prison!" The response of the goldfinch was a delightful chirping he started to flap around without any rule or restriction... and yet he was feeling sad and lonely like an Adam without an Eve and desperately needed a companion. " Spring is only two weeks away and you'll find your sweetheart again waiting for you outside! " His joy was overwhelming and he started flying around... he was fine, his pain went away restoring his lost pride. .