I wished, I were a bird,

Which is free.

To soar, in the skies.

To glide in the winds.

Seeking new lands, for a

Glimpse of the sun, when

 Winter comes.

Oh! were that freedom.

Mine! Alas!

My wish come true, for,now,

I am a bird beating my

Wings in a cage, and i

Have lost what little

Freedom,

I once had.