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ON AN APRIL AFTERNOON

A bird, annoyed at being trapped,
chirps, flits about in my tree house.
Finally breaking away,
it flies across the yard,
song celebrating its freedom.

The above poem was published in That’s Life: New and Selected Poems. You can also read it on my blog. Please feel free to leave me a comment there or use the contact form to let me know what you think of the poem.

I wrote it on an April afternoon while sitting in my back yard, inspired by what I saw. Since then, the tree house has been taken down, so no more birds will be trapped there.