THE LITTLE CAPTIVES.
(By Daphne Neild.)
To-day, inside the window of a shop, A sign attracted me —the one word “STOP!” I paused, observing there were other words Calling attention to a sale of birds. Bright cages housed the pretty little things, They perched on bars, with sadly quiet wings; Such lovely tints of yellow, green and blue Were mingled there in every shade and hue. A wee brown bird, in solitary state, Flew back and forth-—perhaps he lacked a mate; Or —was he longing for some woodland tree, Where linnets sing and chirp right merrily? Poor little prisoner, who did not wrong, But used to carol forth in happy song When they were free; Pm sure God gave them wings That they might know the joy that freedom brings. —Taken from The Woman's Magazine.
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Forest and Bird, Issue 30, 1 August 1933, Page 13
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135THE LITTLE CAPTIVES. Forest and Bird, Issue 30, 1 August 1933, Page 13
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