The Caged Bird – 02

She was no more
A caged bird for me.
I was enchanted.
I felt like being there-
There, at once,
With her to suffer
The same fate, to go over
the same hurdles, to cry
the same tears,
to undergo the same
of pain and sorrows.
In a moment or two
I was there
At the door,
The trapdoor of her cage.
Never did I try to know
If the case had.
An owner, soft at heart
Or rude and hard-hearted
Only it was her
At the top of my mind.