“Some birds are not meant to be caged, that's all. Their feathers are
too bright, their songs too sweet and wild.
So you let them go, or when
you open the cage to feed them they somehow fly out past you.
And the
part of you that knows it was wrong to imprison them in the first place
rejoices, but still, the place where you live is that much more drab and
empty for their departure.”
