Leaning into the frame the only thing holding me up, all new

environment, my home gone, all I know is not here. My nest 

not there all to do is chirp.I move like fish with no water

All I can do is flop. Is it my wing or leg? It goes dark. 

The light comes back and it blinds me for a second

I am lifted out of the space, I hear others calling,

 am I home? This must have been a dream. Nope. 

Reality comes back as my wings get moved around.

I try to fly away, I fall. Rubber mat? Where am I? 

Why are there so many faces and bright lights?

Poking and prodding, I screech as I get poked on my leg. 

I am placed back in the tan square. 

My breaths slow down as the darkness returns.

The darkness brings safety and comfort. 

but it also brings sadness

All I can think is:

Why am I here? 

Where's my family? 

I want my home back…

It feels like years until i'm back home

When I return I am greeted with songs.

I'm finally home