A lonely little blue bird
Just woke up,
Searching for her mother,
Searching for the warmth.
Steps out on an wobbly bough
Looking around,
whining, chirping.
There is the rising Sun in the horizon.
There are mists on the ground.
Lonely little blue bird
One day will fly away,
Fly away alone or together.
There would be the sinking sun in the horizon.
Comments
This is true, in life we have to stand up for ourselves, sometimes there are people we can lean on but there are times that we have to stand alone. Your poems have real lessons. A nice read! :)
I am happy to see that you all keep reading. Thanks!
Don't worry blue bird, I will send my prayer for you to survive :)
Nice
It's matter of surviving against all the hardship of life.
Very charming.