Teach Your Bird To Sing Again
My new canary no more sings;
such grave chagrin her silence brings.
My friend said, "With my violin
I'll teach your bird to sing again".
He played a haunting melody;
tears formed as he sang harmony.
But my canary stood there, still -
her stifled voice a bitter pill.
He lay his instrument aside
and one more course of action tried.
He hoped my pet might soon attune
to him whistling a happy tune.
Still hushed, there was but one course left
for he could see she ached, bereft.
"It's not a song your songbird craves,
but liberty from what enslaves".
He tossed aside his music page
and to my shock, opened her cage.
Then as she winged to uncaged skies
we heard once more her song arise.
Written 26 Oct 2022
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