Juan Olivarez

(september 12 / nyssa oregon)

A Baby Mockingbird


Sitting in my front yard,
A mockingbird fell from a tree.
And I couldn't see it in my heart,
To just sit there and let him be.

I picked him up, amid the din,
His parents were raising all around.
With so many cats, it would have been a sin,
To leave him sitting on the ground.

I tried to put him in his tree,
But he flew down again.
It seems to me he couldn't see,
The danger he was in.

I took him inside, and put him in,
A little bird cage that I have.
Planning to return him to his kin,
When he was strong enough to leave.

In the morning I went to see the mockingbird,
Just to make sure that he was fed.
And though no peep all night I heard,
The little mockingbird was dead.

It broke my heart to see him so,
And now my soul is in a rage.
All I wanted was to see him go,
None of God's creatures should be caged.

7/15/10 Alton Texas

Submitted: Thursday, July 15, 2010
Edited: Monday, June 27, 2011

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  • Claudia Krizay (5/4/2011 6:08:00 PM)

    i do agree with the message that no bird should be in a cage. It used to make my mother cry to see birds in cages- I understood why- so I understand the poem- (Report) Reply

  • Lynn Glover (7/25/2010 4:34:00 AM)

    A beautiful poem with a very sad ending. Juan read my The Baby Bird and see how two great minds think along the same line. By the way, my baby bird was a true story. Lynn (Report) Reply

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