Little Birdy

Little Birdy,
So innocent and sweet.
Stay a day,
For I crave the lessons that you teach.
Life is hard,
And my child is gone.
Where do I go now,
All hope is gone.
For you,
Little birdy,
Surely have it made.
I wish I could spend,
A day far, far away.
What's that little Birdy?
Honestly,
It's that bad.
But if you have faith,
Surely I won't be so sad.
Today is gone.
Tomorrow is new.
I see This now.
Thank you.
Little Birdy.
You have taught me the way.
It get's less complicated,
Each and everyday.

Author's Note

Sometimes, The greatest teachers we know are the ones that we do not expect.

Reviews

[Alicia Hirshey]

This poem is actually a dedication to my youngest son=]

Ah! this is well said and just touches the corners of the heart.

[Emily B]

a conversation to be remembered