Today the little bird
is let out of his cage.
He doesn't know
if his wings will still fly,
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Max, Scarlett alerted me to this poem, having read one that I posted today, in similar vein. So I came over to have a look. Both of ours start off virtually the same but become different as the lines go on. I do like yours very much......... Love, Fran xx
A wonderful poem of the simple pleasures we do have and to be thankful for!
thats a really pretty poem - alot of metaphors in it... it made me smile, thanks for helping make my day better.
This is such a joyous poem of freedom (of the Spirit, if not the wings!) . It is a consideration of the every day freedom that we sometimes overlook, just walking about in the grass, whether we can fly or not. Thanks for reminding me to be thankful for what I DO have, and not to see the bars of what I DON'T have. Great Poem. A Keeper, for real!
THis is a little piece of heaven on earth. Glorious poem. love, Allie xxxx