Life of Becka

Confessions of a Dreamer

Finding My Wings

For many years I was a bird trapped inside a gilded cage. The outside seemed so close yet so far away. Within my barred existence I did my best to sing even when in my heart I knew no one would here my song. I spent a long time looking out and wishing for a way to be amongst the other birds so beautiful and bright.

October 14, 2009 · 1 Comment