Clipped Wings

PLZ tell me what you think! It is a wip, so there will be more, i just dont know what yet. Ideas? By fields green with fertility, and the silver stream's tranquility, I lost my prized ability; My ability to fly. Though the trees beckoned me sweetly, other birds, they soared elitely, forming perfect flocks so neatly- neatly gliding up so high. As I gazed into the yonder, My thoughts began to wander, finding i was never fonder- fonder of the soft blue sky. As i deeper delved in grieving, I could feel my valor leaving, I nearly found the thought relieving: Free my soul and wait to die. A sudden fear surrounds me, like this cage enclosed around me, and my lack of strength astounds me- Give up without daring to try? With a new found frustration, upset at my limitations, and though full of consternation, That last thought I now deny. (a quiet voice still wonders why, "Still your tongue" comes my reply.) Then swooping from a glide, my sister Crow landed beside the cage where I reside- That oppressive, hind'ring sty! ...