Captive

I am a captive
In a land my fathers do not know,
Locked in a cage called
L I B E R T Y.
Pay the men a penny
To hear me sing.
And I will,
I will sing my song.
I will sing it loud and clear
So my True Love will hear me
Crying in sorrow,
“Come, my Love, my Dove;
Set me free!”
He hovers on the wind,
For tomorrow
We will fly far away
To our nest where we’ll rest
Perched high
In the Tree called
L I F E.
And there we will live
Forevermore
In love and safety.

© 2015, Sarah S. Walters

Photo credit: margot.trudell / Source / CC BY-NC-SA
Photo credit: margot.trudell / Source / CC BY-NC-SA
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