This is my entry for Blogadda‘s WOW prompt ‘ It is too late now.’
Instead of writing a long post for it I’m attempting a 55-fiction piece this time.
“Should we have let it fly away?” The little boy asked.
“Yes, but you liked it.” His mother answered.
“Would it be happier with his friends in the sky?” He prodded.
“Yes. Don’t we all want friends?” She replied.
“It is too late now.” He said sadly as he looked at the empty bird cage.