she took another bite and looked up at him and smiled  and looked out of the window at the bird "I know what the caged bird feels.Ah me, when the sun is bright on the upland slopes,when the wind blows soft through the springing grass and the river floats like a sheet of glass,when the first bird sings and the first bud ops,and the faint perfume from its chalice steals.I know what the caged bird feels. I know why the caged bird beats his wing till its blood is red on the cruel bars,<br/>for he must fly back to his perch and cling when he fain would be on the bow as wing. And the blood still throbs in the old, old scars and they pulse again with a keener sting. I know why he beats his wing.<br/><br/>I know why the caged bird sings. Ah, me, when its wings are bruised and its bosom sore.<br/>It beats its bars and would be free. It's not a carol of joy or glee, but a prayer that it sends from its heart's deep core, a plea that upward to heaven it flings. I know why the caged bird sings." she said as she closed her eyes "That poem I wrote a long time ago when I lost my parents it strange but I think it fits you as well." She slammed her hands in the counter and started him dead in the eyes "You still can be what you want to be, to be happy and free. You really want to move on and be happy then do it no one stopping you it being happy and enjoying life, hey I know lets go to the theme park today and have some fun. My treat, Oh and Erik all I said is hi and I really like your poems your the one that let me in and accepted me as a friend." she said as she finished her meal and started to clean up the kitchen "I seen the scars I can't begin to image what you been through in life. But you survived that and away from all that time to start a new.  If you want I can help you start a new life," she siad to him not realizing on how she put that.