Little bird,
come on out
of that nest
made of sadness
and fear.
Tiptoe out
onto this branch,
you won't fall,
but should you slip,
your life instinct
will kick in,
and you'll flap
and flutter
and eventually fly.
You'll fly
because
that's what
you were
made for.
[I hope this fits the prompt: https://dversepoets.com/2017/04/04/anthropomorphize-me/]
This is so sweet. I especially like the first stanza.
ReplyDeleteThis is good advice for people, too.
ReplyDeleteFits in my book - nest made of sadness and fear... This is lilting and lyrical; very nice, indeed!
ReplyDeletefly away
ReplyDeletefrom this nest of sadness and fear-
you have wings
fly away
MAN do I love the idea of a little bird tiptoeing, whether it's a daughter, or an actual bird. Beautiful.
ReplyDeleteIt amazes me how easy it is for birds to fly. I wonder if they are frightened by it at all the first time?
ReplyDeletehopeful, too ~
ReplyDeleteI love this little gentle bird.. the instinct will work for him
ReplyDeleteYour words are beautiful, soft and caring.
ReplyDeleteNot understanding the Sarah connection, I clicked the hash and read back and now do understand. Life must be so difficult for you all and I grieve for Sarah and her lost childhood in that happiness should be it. I also grieve for you and the constant battles you fight. Love to you and Sarah.
The kindest of regards
Anna :o]
'a nest of sadness' - tears at the heart. I do wish you both some peace.
ReplyDeleteVery akin to the advice I've given to my son and my daughter. The nest is empty. Now we get to fly freely.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem.
This is beautiful and full of hope. We love to see our little "birds" fly! A prayer for Sarah...and your family.
ReplyDeleteInteresting choice of words - "nest of sadness and fear". I've always thought of nests as safe and cozy for the wee ones until it's time to FLY!
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