I cannot find my nice home, my pretty cage with all that food and water and my mother and dad.
Down I go. Flop!! I am too hungry and thirsty to fly. "HELP!!!" Here comes a mother.
"Please help me." She is picking me up and telling me that it is going to be ok. She is taking me to a new house and giving me some water and food.
"Thank you nice mother."
"Oh, you sweet little bird. Let me love you."
I am being put in a beautiful cage built under a tree with doves and other birds like me. For sure, I will never fly away again.
My mother is calling me
I am lucky ... and you are too!!!
By Norma Stevens