Little Birdy

I saw a little bird today
sitting perched next to my bed
she was singing such a pretty song
I was thinking in my head
so I sat and listened for a while
calm as can be and quite still
till she flew away and perched
up on my sill

She continued singing a different song
louder than before
curiously I watched her
and started to get bored
I thought to myself I am tired still
and want to go to bed
so I took my pillow sleepily
and covered up my head

I waited a while and removed the pillow till
I saw she was still perched on my window sill
I started to turn red
I got up to slam the window closed
and turned to go to bed
When I saw what I had done
the little bird was dead

Where there was triumph and happiness
guilt was replaced instead
for in my eagerness to go to sleep
I crushed her little head