A little bird, flapped her wings to fly,
Fell down a tree & started to cry, Why am i so weak, so small?
The gentle tree bent down and smiled, Tiny one, you have it all wrong,
Your frailty is what makes you strong,
A fall merely prepares you for a flight,
To touch rock bottom before you scale new heights.
3 comments:
Very inspiring!
Nisha,you are a sweetheart and i beleive a truly inspiring individual.Thankyou so very much for getting me started!!
Dollz you are very talented and sensitive girl. you hiding so many quality in you.. i loved your poetry they are so real and pure..keep expressing yourself ...lol..
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