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


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11 comments:

  1. SylviaJuly 29, 2016 at 7:33 AM

    Sounds so peaceful!

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  2. MindyJuly 29, 2016 at 7:35 PM

    Hope is a powerful thing!

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  3. Elephant's ChildJuly 30, 2016 at 5:26 PM

    Birds carry hope on their wings don't they?

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  4. Linda O'ConnellJuly 30, 2016 at 5:50 PM

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

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  5. Bob BushellJuly 31, 2016 at 3:31 AM

    Great poem Sandi.

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  6. SummerJuly 31, 2016 at 6:12 PM

    Lovely poem dear ♥

    summerdaisy.net

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  7. Lady LindaJuly 31, 2016 at 6:32 PM

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

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  8. AnonymousJuly 31, 2016 at 8:22 PM

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

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  9. eileeninmdAugust 1, 2016 at 9:45 AM

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

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  10. AnonymousAugust 3, 2016 at 3:51 PM

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

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