In the porch of my house <br />Is hung a cage, small <br />In it dwells two inhabitants <br />Ounces of flesh in feathered coats <br />Two Finches, one male and female <br />The vastness of the sky being denied <br />Do they live in regret? <br />Do they have dark remorse? <br />Do they miss the fair fields? <br />Do they long for the blue skies? <br />Do they envy the birds flying high? <br /> <br />I wonder…..! <br /> <br />This cage is their sky and their world <br />Here they co habit in love <br />Unruffled by confinement <br />Often seen preening their feathers <br />I see them doing it for each other <br />At times they seem to sit entranced <br />Their songs are not of plaintive notes <br />Across the bars of their cage <br />They see the sun, the moon and the stars <br />Remote from preying predators <br />They live in unperturbed solitude <br />Loneliness heightening their need for each other <br />When we turn to them <br />We hear their sweet murmurous tweets <br />And the fragrance of their love <br />Seeps into our wistful lives <br /> <br />With night fall, they cuddle together <br />Close, so close, she and he locked as one <br />In such indivisible togetherness! <br />There upon they sleep <br />Drowsing…. drowsing deep!<br /><br />Valsa George<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/simple-verse-no-14-within-the-cage/
