Wing Poem by Rebecca Navarre
Wing
Cry little birdie, then sing. Let it
out, as loud as you can. First comes
winter, then spring. Snow will be
melting. The brooks'll be babbling.
After natures done napping. Life'll
be tapping, ever so. And calling at
the window. Know you won't wanna go..
But, you should feel some better then.
For a moment, I'll look at you, close
my eyes, let the breeze in. And know,
you'll find the wind again..
So cheerful! ! ! It is springing here where I live as well. And isn't it God's blessing after a harsh winter in so many parts of the world. Yes, sing little bird! ! ! You are bearing good news! 10++++ of course
:) Thank You! ! ! Susan, For Such A Cheerful Reply :) That Makes Me Smile! ! ! ! ! Your Poetry Ever So Brings Such Beauty To This World! ! ! ! ! That Makes People Stop And Listen, And Feel The Melody You Sing Within! ! ! ! ! Thank You Again Ever So Much! ! ! ! ! Yay, Spring! ! ! ! ! :) Ever So Many Blessings! ! ! ! ! And Smiles! ! ! ! ! :)
Beautiful poem that flows and sings. Lovely imagery delicately woven by your pen.10 Nudershada
Thank You! ! ! Nudershada, For Such An Ever So Beautifully, Kind Reply! ! ! ! ! Your Poetry Is Filled With Such A Potent, Beauty Deep! ! ! ! ! That Touches Hearts, Of All Who Read! ! ! ! ! Thank You Again Ever So Much! ! ! ! ! Ever So Many Blessings! ! ! ! ! And Smiles! ! ! ! !
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5/8/2024 4:21:51 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A fantastic little composition...liked it