Birds In A Cage Poem by Tango

Birds In A Cage



Like birds in a cage we fly around,
fluttering about, and making squawking sounds.
As we go about our routine mundane tasks,
a little bit of pleasure is all that we ask.
But sometimes this cannot be,
for life is not always a pleasant melody.
So make the best of what you have my friends,
smile, be happy, for one never knows,
when ones flight is coming to an end.

Tuesday, October 21, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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