When my wife opened our window for the first time, a quick little sparrow rushed into our room and fluttered about. I stepped back for a minute, then went to catch her. As I closed in I confess I was thinking of cups of seeds, a little perch; a wicker cage. But my wife put her hand on my shoulder and said, “Consider the little children as they line up with solemn faces, then flash down from Heaven quick as lightning.”
I stepped back again, and the sparrow flew back outside–light and quick as breath.
Yes! It may be every other week but I’m still in the game. I’m voyaging in the brave new world of posting using the WordPress app on my phone, which is why the photo prompt is not appearing. If you’re curious, though, you can see it at the link below:
https://rochellewisoff.com/2017/10/11/6-october-2017/myna-bird/
glossarch 
There’s some lovely wordcraft in this
Thank you!
“light and quick as breath.” lovely line. Well written.
Thank you!
Agree with Neil. Lovely story, wise woman, caring man.
Thank you! It’s been the nucleus of a poem I’ve tried to write several times but never quite managed to get out. Perhaps prose was the ticket!
I’m not a poet at all, so prose is always my comfort zone.
Sweet story
Thanks!
The caged bird might sing, but the free bird soars…
Sad is the song that the caged bird sings
Loved the writing, Glossarch.
Thank you!
Delightful.
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There are some pretty phrases in this.
Such beautiful and lyrical writing in the this.
Your story made me happy. I spend a lot of time capturing creatures in our house and setting them free – spiders, bats, mice. Don’t ask me how some of them get in! Some beautiful words in this. Kudos.
Thank you! I try to set house creatures free too (even flies).