the little birdie

The little birdie

On the nest in the plastic pot

One evening it flew

The flight wasn't successful

On the ground it ran

There was no flight to the sky

The little birdie jumping about

It wasn't its day to fly

I scooped it up

Back into the nest

The mother bird came

It was the feeding time

In the evening I saw

The domestic cat caught the birdie

I saw but I was too late

The cat ate all up leaving no trace

I chased the cat away

I haven't checked the nest

Thinking the last 2 birdie stay

Don't be foolish to take flight