Just a Little Dense

Little Princess stands at the the wide garden gate Looking beyond, longs for total freedom Not understanding what could be her fate In the wild open space, woods, garden plum Where birds, Coyote, BobCats congregate Or on the lane into town where fast cars Hurriedly speed along, as if just out gate But Cosmos, wise one, says what if trapped in jars Contained within a limited space child Same things to look at everyday, corraled here Be thankful for freedom you have, one that's wild Little one running to and fro even sees deer Princess just can't understand repaired fence Seems she might be just a little dense Contest:Choices Sponsor: Brian Strand