a story about a canary and an owl

A yellow bird flew down He wielded such a frown Overcome by he They simply wished to flee In a spree He looked at the outstretched sky He only wanted to cry The world just seemed too much Was nothing here untouched Or lush No, it seems But what else would he spy An owl looking shy Soft just like a plush He quickly felt a blush Flushed Yes, was he Sit, the owl said And the bird sat at the creek And as they both rested The bird began to speak I know it's time I grew I know it's time I flew My friends feign indifference But I know they're scared too I know it's all so much I wish I could hold you in my clutch I hope What I said Was enough Hold me Hold me Hold me Hold me Don't leave Don't leave Don't leave Hold me Hold me Hold me Hold me Hold me Hold me Hold me