Hope Flies by heartnsoul
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God gave us Hope today, a tiny gift to share
A fragile being brought to us, to show us how to care
The day was bright and sunny; the clouds were soft and light
A perfect day for sharing, all things new and bright
I sat outside my house, taking in the day
The sun upon my face, watching children play
When my daughter came to me, her hands cupped to her chest.
Gingerly walking up the steps, worried and out of breath.
As she held out both her hands, I heard a tiny sound
Comments (7)
DennisReed
Exquisite work, and oh so tender! Bravo & Thanks Michelle!
hanevi
I loved reading this. It's strange, isn't it, about being a parent, when the things we're supposed to have answers for turn into parables for us? As my daughter grows, I'll pray i'll remember this poem when those moments of intimacy come. Blessings to you! :)
Lgium
beautiful and moving, so much so that my next posting will be for your daughter...and Hope...
MariaAJMD
Oh, Gosh, this is beautiful and moving. It had me in tears. I have no other words. Bravo and V This is amazingly well done. HUGS Maria
TallPockets
Wonderful piece! From the mouth of 'babes'. SMILE. T.P.
davidoblad
Wonderful poem about a sad event. I also had the same experience, as I found a baby sparrow that had fallen from it's nest. I was commited to taking care of it and intent on returning it to the nest next daybreak. It wasn't injured and happily ate the concoction of bread, meat and milk I had made and fed with a toothpick. I wasn't allowed to keep it in the house so I built a makeshift nest for it in a shoebox and put it on the back porch. It froze to death that cold night. I was about seven yrs old. Never quite forgave my Grandma for making me leave it outside that night. Anyway, tear-jerking story and poem Michele. Wish my Grandmother would have been so thoughtful. Hugs from Dave :^)
XoxoTree
Oh my I have chills running through me and I began to cry. Your words really sent me and touched my heart deeply. Excellent. Good day to you. :)