The Bird’s Farewell
Recast in heavens gardens little one so sweet
The Bird’s Farewell
This bird was shot, now it sleeps,
Where heaven’s silence softly keeps.
Its wings once soared, its song once bright,
Now rests beneath eternal light.
Red poppies bloom, a solemn crown,
From feathers fallen, softly down.
A life once vibrant, now made still,
The beauty taken. At the wicked ones will.
Its voice may fade, its flight may cease,
But in this rest, it finds its peace.
Among the clouds, where angels weep,
This bird with Jesus, in heaven’s keep.
God rest little darling. You fly no more
remember you are safe for ever more.
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Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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Comments (4)
Such a sad, yet beautiful little poem!
I love your use of poppies, as a form of remembrance. Beautiful imagery here.
This is a sad poem about a little bird, but bad things happen and one must endure.
Poor little bird 😔 another reminder that time is fleeting ✨