Her song was once pure,

her flight undisturbed,

but now as she flutters about

in the golden cage

she has no reason to sing,

no room to spread her wings

and fly through the air,

freedom just out of reach.

She sits back, watching,

wishing, hoping, longing

to return to the skies

where she can be

who she once was

before the day

she was trapped

in her cage of gold.