My sweet Canary

Saleh Ben Saleh

My sweet canary just loves to sing,

with his yellow beak and golden wing.

His lovely songs will make you shake,

all other tunes will sound a fake.

But as I sit and think alone,

I feel my heart is made of stone.

My precious bird could be my sin,

I keep his soul well locked within.

For every soul is born so free,

I doubt your mind will disagree.

  • Author: Saleh Ben Saleh (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 20th, 2024 13:43
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Users favorite of this poem: Cassie58, Vishakha
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  • Cassie58

    The caged bird. My Uncle George had a canary called Pippy. As a seven year old I realized they had something in common. George was confined to a wheelchair and Pippy to his cage. I knew at that age, a bird is born to fly. This is a beautiful poem Saleh. Thank you for the memories.

    • Saleh Ben Saleh

      So uncle George knew how Pippy felt.
      Thank you Cassie and happy memories.

    • sorenbarrett

      A beautiful poem about a cherished pet. I have had several pets in the past that became close to my heart and I felt were part of my soul. Very nicely written.

      • Saleh Ben Saleh

        Thank you for your lovely words my friend.

      • Tony36

        Excellent write



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