A bird sits perched upon the sill
Singing such a sweet lullaby
Put that bird inside a cage
And slowly its songs will die.
Give it the freedom to spread it wings
And to you it shall always return
Show it you care by letting it go
And its respect and trust you will earn.
Trying to hold on to it too tightly
Will only cause damage to its wings
Then no matter how much you plead
That little bird will never again sing.

~Dove~
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