Tuesday, October 13, 2015

Freedom



You found in your pocket the keys to my cage,
And came to let me go.
I raised my head and smiled at you,
But shook my head sadly, no.


"I've got so much to do," I said,
"I can't possibly get away.
But if you wait a little while,
I'll soon come out and play."







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