I Know What The Caged Bird Feels,

But A Prayer That He Sends From His Heart's Deep Core.

I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings, Ah Me, When His Wing Is Bruised And His Bosom Sore,- When He Beats His Bars And Would Be Free; It Is Not A Carol Of Joy Or Glee, But A Prayer That He Sends From His Heart's Deep Core, But A Plea, That Upward To Heaven He Flings- I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings!

Hope Is Tenacious. It Goes On Living And Working When Science Has Dealt It What Should Be Its Deathblow.

It's All A Farce, - These Tales They Tell About The Breezes Sighing, And Moans Astir O'er Field And Dell, Because The Year Is Dying.

You Are Sweet, O Love, Dear Love,you Are Soft As The Nesting Dove.come To My Heart And Bring It Restas The Bird Flies Home To Its Welcome Nest.