She waits.
She watches all the others in the the brilliant azure skies and yearns to join them. But why should she ever want something more when she's got everything that could possibly make her happy?
You hope.
You wish that she'll forget the outside distractions and turn around to look at you, remembering once again that to her, you are the world.
She pecks at her cage impatiently. Chirping, always chirping about what she sees and what she thinks she can do once she's out there. You listen, feeding her confidence and ego but afraid of what this might mean.
It happened. She wants to break free. Free of this cage that doesn't seem like a cage. Liberated from the constrains that really only existed in her head. Set loose to explore the unknown and grow to be strong and beautiful.
No! You cried. You don't understand! You will only be truly happy here, safe, and with me.
Deep down, she knows that you're right. She just needs to figure it out on her own.
Shakily, you open the cage doors.
She steps out, hesitantly.
Crash! The cage doors close.
Startled, she turns around, expecting that the option of going back will always be there.
She looks at you pleadingly, wanting you to smile as you did before.
All of a sudden, the skies seem angry and dark.
Turning your back to her, you shoo her away.
You walk off, hoping that the hawks in D.C. play nice.
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