A tribute to a little bird, who became weaker, and smaller, until eventually, she fluttered away to grace the universe with her beauty.
I found you at the bottom of my garden.
You were very weak.
You tiny little bird.
Did you fall from your nest?
I took you indoors,
And put you in a shoebox.
You would not eat the worms that I caught,
But you took a few drops of milk.
You grew stronger.
Day by day,
You grew stronger.
But your wings were broken.
I hoped that you’d survive,
But I knew that you would die.
Your eyes sparkled at me,
But I knew that you would die.
Your spirit grew stronger,
But your body became weaker.
Even the milk dribbled onto your feathers.
I knew that you would die.
I watched as your spirit rose
From your failing body.
You fluttered away, joyfully free,
Into the sky.
So now, at last,
Your wings are strong.
You can fly through space and time:
Flutter away across the universe.
Write to Inspire 
So much emotion!
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I am pleased that my emotion comes through. I actually don’t think I am much good at poetry, but it comes from the heart. That is why the technical side of such writing may be missing. Take a look at my other attempts under my Titbits tab, and let me know what you think. Don’t be afraid of hurting me. I prefer the truth!
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By far the favorite is Flutter Away= Compassion noted and the words flow beautifully.
Gone=usual subject but nicely done.
Ted=awesome because one is left with the question/ humor or not?
My Adoring Gardener= almost a nicely worded novella.
Billy=will not attempt to figure out what is means….
Enjoy your talent!
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Reblogged this on Thoughts by Mello-Elo and commented:
A beautiful tribute. Thank you Lance.
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Reblogged this on Write to Inspire and commented:
Originally, I wrote this for my BFF when the spirit of her mother, whom she called her ‘Little Bird’, finally rose from her frail, Earthly body and flew off into the universe, joyfully free.
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