I attempted to escape, but I couldn't. They had caught me, and they didn't want to let me go. They stuck me in a cage,until one day, a human came along, they felt pity for me. They freed me. Though I hadn't flown in years, I felt true freedom again, flying as long as I could. Breathing the fresh ocean air again, feeling the wind against my feathers, I felt love again.
While I was caged nobody noticed, I was gone. Life went on. Soon I will die, and hopefully my children can move on like I did. Hopefully they will learn what I have, and they teach their children what they have learned. Maybe one day, I will meet my parent's again. We'll fly together forever in an infinite space of happiness and bliss, we all move on we all find love and happiness. I had a dream that I could be free when I was a child, I am living that dream. My children have their own dreams, we all have separate identities, but we are all the same deep down. Nobody wants to admit it, but it is true. And soon, soon I will make my last flight. I am