Story of the Parakeet
by Meredith D.
I, a Monk Parakeet,
Fly gracefully throughout the South Brazilian sky,
With all my friends by my side.
Swooping from palm tree to palm tree,
Collecting seeds on my way.
Though I often get caught and placed in a cage,
I'm not in danger of extinction.
I do not mind the humans on my land.
Only if they do not hurt me.
They might hurt me for my green back and blue wings.
But then again,
why would they want to hurt me?