my little bird

One fine day.

I just remebered my bird in my cage. There were two birds as a couple actually, but not anymore. One bird flew away in a stange way and came back frequently. He seemed so hard to fly by himself at the first moment but he was strong enough to make it. I trusted him that he would come back for the another bird so I left the cage open. But he did not come back anymore. ..He would fly further so he forgot to find his spirit.

I just wish him luck... in this fine day.