Looking at the bird chirping
believing he is chirping to give me life
It’s colors are beauty,
Wow! it’s even dancing for me.
Finally my boredom is gone,
the search is over.
Suddenly, its wings raise,
leaving me in a daze.
I see food being thrown,
all along that’s what it wanted.
as I’am left feeling abandoned and unwanted.

This poem was written/submitted by Priscilla.