The Poem - I like it BECAUSE IT DOESN'T GIVE UP?

[JSC]

I know why the caged bird sings, ah me,
When his wing is bruised and his bosom sore,
When he beats his bars and would be free;
It is not a carol of joy or glee,
But a prayer that he sends from his heart's deep core,
But a plea, that upward to Heaven he flings –
I know why the caged bird sings

The caged bird sings with a fearful trill
of things unknown and longed for still
and his tune is heard on the distant hill
for the caged bird sings of freedom

[Brenda]

Beautiful!! Thank you for quoting the poem. Haven't read the book, but it is on my to read list. This woman is wise and inspired, and anything she has to say, I want to read.