Thursday, July 28, 2016

Bird


A bird flies
Overhead
While I sit by the water
A sparrow soaring like an eagle
Reminding me that
There is hope
For tomorrow
Because the bird 
Is flying somewhere


11 comments:

  1. Birds carry hope on their wings don't they?

    ReplyDelete
  2. Your poem speaks to many. Your simplicity with words paints relatable pictures.

    ReplyDelete
  3. Lovely poem dear ♥

    summerdaisy.net

    ReplyDelete
  4. You have a lovely and thoughtful style. I love your poem. Have a good week ahead.

    ReplyDelete
  5. This is lovely and very thought provoking too. Thank you so much for popping in to see me.
    Be a sweetie,
    Shelia ;)

    ReplyDelete
  6. Hello, lovely poem! YES, There is always hope for tomorrow! Happy Monday, enjoy your new week ahead!

    ReplyDelete
  7. There is always...ALWAYS...hope, Sandi!...:)JP

    ReplyDelete