~as The Birds Fly~ Poem by Theodora (Theo) Onken

when they flapped their wings...and glide to the vibrant atmosphere..however elusive..we call them friends..hello Theodora, , in blessed to see your nice work.take care

An uplifting piece. I often think people can be divided into two categories: those who find birdsong irritating, and those who find it beautiful, natural music. t x

Tara and Ariel, thank you both so very much for your very kind words! So much appreciated Theo

Amazingly enough I can hear birdsong in my office, although I look out on an enclosed squre. I can't think where the birds find room to perch. Very evocative poem, Lovely, Kind regards, Margaret.

LOL! Marci! ! ! Where is it that everyone thinks i am eight? Was it my original birthdate of 1999? I have since changed that...i messed around with that for a while...two years ago, before i erased all of my poetry on here the first time i had myself as 87! Anyway, thank you dear heart. I mentioned to someone that it would be great to be eight again, but on second thought, i have changed my mind...I have a few gray hairs, and a few fine lines, and i am going to grow old gracefully...So help me... Theo :)

A calming and most beautiful write from a gal with a heart as big as the moon..This is lovely and to think that someone whose only 8 could write so gloriously. :) :) ~~~marci.xoxoxo

Meggie and duncan, Thank you both so very much for your very kind words! Blessings to you both. Love and sweet wishes, always, Theo

Beautiful..beautiful Theo.. i can feel the softness and the gentleness of nature..God's heavenly blessings..thank you Theo fort sharing this lovely poem of yours.. love and hugs, Meggie

The hauntingly beautiful ~ As The Birds Fly ~ is a soul filling poem of excellence Love duncan X