Caitlin Aussprung

Creative Writing

Mr. Milam

Sonnet

11/12/05

Canary

I must now solve this problem right away.

Do you see the cage bars encircling me?

It's urgent; it can't wait another day.

I pine and long—and rightly—to be free.

My prison walls on me are closing in.

I fear I'll suffocate if I wait long.

Although the bars are gold and food's thrown in,

I don't want to be contained and sing forced song.

I can be loyal of my own freewill,

So does the issue lie with you or me?

Of my own choice I'll sing upon your sill.

I see no crime in wanting to be free.

I think I've found the root of the issue:

I must not think of me, but God and you.