leave
at dawn
search
for food
lovely
nicely
heartily
bravely
lively
adorably
diligently
patiently
confidently
passionately
expressively
continuously
lively
toughly
cheerfully
gorgeously
in evening
fully food
fly home
peacefully
why can’t we
follow it
struggle
for life
I gave this a nine because it asks a very important question. A question which has but one answer......................FREEDOM. GW62
Another touching poem, Ahmad. I met and got to know a Muscovey duck at our local park. Would feed it bird seed every day. I would call out 'Sweetie' a few times and from quite a distance, my 'sweetie' would hear my voice and make its way toward me, wagging its tail with each step. He would stand at my feet, after he first rubbed his head against my legs, and eat from my hand. Had to stop for a few months, but he still remembered me and knew my voice. So delicious a tribute. Lots of bird feeders hanging from the trees in my back yard. You are, indeed, a special human, sir. CArol
i think it is a really good poem you have described a bee's day out, (i think) and it has been done well
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
quite an insight that can relate to daily human struggle to live..birds search for food by themselves..yet we see a large number of people still begging for food to survive..a very interesting piece indeed..thanks for sharing..