©1986 M. Bennett Hooper
Crippled birds are no less beautiful
As they remembering how to fly
Never cease struggling.
Misguided tenderness turns to scor
in the breast of one who feels unloved.
Remembering them in their days of promise
I can weep warm tears for the picture beauty
Lost now in years past.
Crippled birds are no less beautiful
As they sleep peacefully
Struggling no more.
Love is finally found in the comfort extended by
The creator in granting for the troubled soul
Eternal peace.
Crippled and beautiful bird
Farewell with love.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Joni
Lovely work!
Eileen
"Crippled Birds Are No Less Beautiful" for Nature never fails.
I enjoyed the contents and symbols of this poetic wonder.
Healthy Blissful Life, Poet!
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
Paul;-)
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in tx., karen lynn. :D
A disability is only a temporary set back. On the final day it really doesn't matter. Blessings, Paul.