The Motherbird Poem by Rahman Henry

The Motherbird

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Her mothertongue was fluttering

Once a boundless ship she was
Now brought herself to anchor on a tree
Hatching her eggs

Now her language is to stare at
Now her mothertongue is to twitter

Now her prayer is to be a motherbird
She is a mother now.

Friday, October 23, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: bird,change
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Liza Sudina 24 October 2015

Now her prayer is to be a motherbird -birds pray to God. King David said that!

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Rahman Henry

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Natore, Bangladesh.
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