the sorrow of the night is upon me as i sit here in the dark all alone the shadows of the burning candle are the only thing that is shown as they dance upon the wall i hear a noise in the hall the sound of a voice that calls my name as i get up to look around with the flicker of the candle i see a bird on the ground i gently pick it up and i ask how i may help he looks at me with shameful sin and tells me to put him back on the floor and do me in but i can help you i say i can mend your wounds get you healthy and get you to fly again soon he looks at me once again with the sin and says if you really want to help just do me in so that night i granted my first wish i killed the bird and set him in a dish in the dish he will lay there for the night and i will burry him at first light i blew out the candle and off to bed i went with the thought of why it was sent why it was sent to me to grant the wish of the poor little bird in the dish i closed my eyes never to awaken for i was that poor little bird in the dish