Give me a reason for singing,
And I'll sing right through the night.
Give me a reason for clinging,
And I'll hold you, oh so tight.
Have you heard a lark's song go silent?
There's no more reason to sing.
Have you heard that life is violent?
Who can fly with a broken wing?
What once was happiness, has turned to a sad song.
What's supposed to come out as pure, comes out as a croak.
Give me the reason why things go wrong.
Show me the magic that wears a hat and a cloak.
Silent the bird watches from the branches of a tree.
Taking time to heal, she'll spread her wings and fly free...
To feel all the pain and emotion hits you hard, But it does get better. Then you open your wings and fly. A great poem.
Very meaningful, very nicly written. Taking the time for the wings to heal and then fly again. Fantastic Jacqui. Keep writing these wonderful messages of hope. Truly inspiring poem.
Sublime poem, which touch reality and also revels that hope and faith could sustain us for time heals.
The things that you have written in your biography makes perfect sense :) your poetry is inspiring yet simple :) two great qualities accumulated.........
Hi, Jacqueline, , , , , , Wow, , , , , I'm so glad now, , , , , , you penned it beautifully! ! ! (((Who can fly with a broken wing? Have you heard a lark's song go silent?))) I still remember this line: : : Thanks for sharing this poem Top marks! ! 10+++
..nice use of words...amazing lines... .. great piece of poetry..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A truly beautiful poem... Taking time to heal, she'll spread her wings and fly free...