Save The Fallen Beauties Poem by Marisa Eutsler

There once was a bird of all colors
She was the most beautiful sight.
They kept her in the cellars
Thinking it was right.

Imprisoned and alone
Sat the bird everyday.
All she had was a broken stone
And a beetle that never did stay.

She cried out for help
But nobody came.
Out came a dyeing yelp
And she hung her head in shame.

What the bird longed for
Nobody could see.
She lies on the floor
Wishing to be free.

I busted in the door
And the bird sang out.
I paused to hear more
But then I herd a shout.

We flew as fast as we could
And escaped the prison.
On the white sparkling clouds be stood
This glorious creature has once again arisen.

Do not lock away the birds
Nor take away their eyes.
Or you'll speak your last words
And away birdy flies.