Bird Who Flew Away

Walking in the middle of nowhere,
I saw this bird lying on its belly,
Hurt and his wings were torn,
Tucked him under my arm and took him home,

Gave him water and some cereals to eat,
Nurtured well, he now stood on his feet,
His new feathers were shining like chrome,
And he was probably missing his home,

And then one day he flapped his wings,
And flew in circles & straights,
I should’ve known and taken the cue,
That day the sky turned a brilliant red hue.