'Why My Caged Bird Sings' Poem by Linda Winchell

I keep my yellow birdie in a wooden cage,
He sings for me each and every day.
And when I take him out, weather permiting,
He sings along to a special song I play.

I play this tune only for him,
And in some strange way, I think he knows I do.
For he climbs up to his cages highest perch,
And lifts each note, on key to skies of blue.

I know just why my caged bird sings,
For he sings his song only for my ears.
I hope that I will have my yellow bird,
For many a day and coming years.

By: Linda Winchell