Peacock Story 8 - A Sad Poem

Poor bird to have lost all its eggs! A really sad story!

Not a poem for the birds... very sad, nature is not always kind, especially to the innocent... Glad to be enjoying your work today, thanks! Lee

Very touching really...oh, so sad..but tell Ms. P. she'll have the five freckled eggs next time..

A truly haunting epigram that lives up to its title. The comments are fascinating. Some readers thought the babies had grown and others took them for victims of violence. I thought they were done in but now am unsure. I think I shall savor the ambiguity.

Surely nature at her worst?

Just a few words but again, Allie, you have managed to create not just a story but an atmosphere. Eleven comments before this one prove that you have got the message across in your inimitable way. A sad poem, yes, but it's good to be able to read quality poetry again. Top marks. Love, Fran xxx

It's penned of sad ink Alison.

What a great difference a single day can make! One cannot have sunshine without shadows in this world It would seem. A lovely lament for Miss P. Ten seems inadequate here. Love, Sandra

Hi, Allie! This was a very touching poem with such deep meaning for all mothers. I think the hardest part of being a parent must be letting children spread their wings. Beautiful write! Take care, Beth

I feel for her, so sad a time to go through, they the Children that are part of you Brilliant piece Love duncan X