If
you are caught in someone else's frames
Break
out!
The
blues the greens the whites you see
All
shades of beauty in a living tree
A
tree whose home bares no arms
Against
those who come to cause them harm
Sounds
of mom's laughter as she watches her go
Her
small fledgling falling to the ground below
Her
first attempt was not a success
But
don't discourage my chick come back to the nest
I will
help you to fly as my mother helped me
Grab
hold of the branch climb back to the tree
It's
really simple just a fall here and there
With
so much to gain please do not despair
To
fly through the air to be truly free
Is
Gods' gift to his birdies like you and me
>So
watch one time as mommy shows you with pride
To
flap your wings quickly and hold your head high
After
many attempts the fledgling had learned
To
flap very quickly looking forward to each turn
She
enjoyed her fun going off while mommy napped
Not
knowing her flight may not bring her back
She
flew up and over trees landing only to rest
Making
new friends, eating berries, she was blessed
How
proud mommy will be when she awakes from her nap
To
watch me land and take off with hardly a flap
Just
one more time to see the new friends I've met
Oh
where have they gone? Who is that man with the net?
Let
go you can't take me my mommy's at home
She's
napping you see, she doesn't know I'm alone
Mommy,
I cried for you, I screeched and I yelled
I
bit them really hard, until finally I fell
To
the ground below as I did that first day
When
you taught me to fly, but I flew too far away
Mommy
you were sleeping you were unable to see
How
well your fledgling flew from tree to tree
So
many friends I met on my journey today
But
mommy they were gone when I went back to play
It's
getting dark now I don't think I can get back
To
see you mommy when you awake from your nap
I
heard the man say he had finally found
One
that was alive and was taking it to town
I'm
not crying, oh no mommy, not me
>But
I do miss our home at the top the tree
Thank
you for teaching me how to fly as you do
Knowing
one day I can fly home to you
The
fledgling was taken to town that day
Shown
to the people but they would not pay
You've
stolen this poor creature he is still shaken
Our
shame shall speak for those that's been taken
We
will not purchase or have you gain
From
torturing or killing those that remain
These
beautiful creatures that live only in doom
With
a slight chance of survival to a living room
All
these creatures are endangered at best
When
families are torn directly from their nest
With
no regard to their suffering or pain
With
the loss of toes and lives. Is this humane?
The
man left in a hurry and did not find
That
the small frightened fledgling was left behind
A
small boy heard the sounds of a whimpering cry
Do
not worry my birdie I will help you to fly
To
fly home again so your mommy can see
That
you are her fledgling that learned to fly free
But
in your flight you found the world devious and coy
Except
for the love in the heart of one little boy
The
fledgling was frightened her wings tattered and torn
When
she finally left the boy for her way home
His
eyes filled with tears as he held her so high
Go
my fledgling, go home, go, you can fly
The
boy watched her flap wildly trying to look back
Wondering
if she remembered the man and his sack
Her
friends were gone all killed only by greed
But
by the grace of God the fledgling was freed
She
flew aimlessly home in hopes she would hear
A
sound reminiscent to know she was near
The
home she remembered nestled high in the tree
Where
she first learned to flap and fly timidly free
Starting
to tire from her long journey home
She
landed by a nest that was not her own
Startled
by a sound yet familiar to her ear
She
saw her sister and brother playing without fear
She
thought I must warn them of the man and his sack
How
he will take them away never to come back
But
just at that moment her mommy flew to the nest
chirping
and preening under mommy's wing she thought best
To
wait for tomorrow to tell the stories of fear
For
today she's not scared her mommy is here.
But
be aware to those that come in the night
Stealing
babies from their home will never be right!
The
blues the greens the whites you see
All
shades of beauty in a living tree
A
tree whose home bares no arms
Against
those who come to cause them harm
Author
Judy H (aka Taylor Tears)
Copyright
© 1998 - 2001
