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.
great message in this write; very well done! i live with disability, and at times it is so hard! but i hope that people will look beyond my physical imperfections and see me for ME, what i REALLY am inside! that is my dearest wish! enjoyed; am saving this 'un!! brava!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in tx., karen lynn. :D
A wonderful tribute to one who was apparently an exceptional soul. Beyond the crippling and physical end, the enduring grace expressed through these lines shall allow her to live on in a manner exactly as you describe: "no less beautiful."
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(((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.