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A Fallen Sparrow

For only a penny you can buy two sparrows, yet not one sparrow falls to the ground without your Father's consent. (Matthew 10: 29) I was a little sparrow Perched on a little ledge I warbled out my heart My love song in a pledge You looked out of the window And you saw me on my perch The song didn't suit your fancy For an arrow you made a search I kept up my happy song And little did I know That sweet look on your face Was to be my fatal blow You spoke kind words to me I was beguiled by your smile I preened my little features Danced for you all the while You found a big enough stone That would knock me to the ground And before I knew what happened There was an explosion of sound The world around me was spinning Trees and grass and then sky I fell down to the ground I didn't know how or why My little wing was broken I lay there throbbing with pain I looked up at the darkening sky As felt the first drops of rain A little boy came running Picked up my shivering form He rushed me into the house Before the darkening storm His dear Mama bandaged me Put me in the softest bed Dripped water into my beak Gently caressed my feathery head That night I stopped to wonder At the hate that you had shown All I had done was sing my song Freedom was all I had known I knew my little wing Would probably never mend I’d be bound to the ground My prayers to the skies I’d send From one thing I gained comfort As I saw my rescuer sleep My Heavenly Father had seen all And His promise he did keep I was safe and sound and healing Would live to see another day But when you meet God the Father I wonder what you’ll have to say. Eileen Manassian Ghali

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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Date: 10/25/2013 1:55:00 AM
I so enjoyed rereading this one. This is such a brilliant and heartfelt piece. Time for me to go to bed. I will be in training all day in Vancouver. Staying at the Airport Hilton in Richmond.
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Date: 5/7/2013 5:58:00 PM
I was so moved by this story. You really made me care for the little bird and I felt angry at the injustice.
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Date: 4/17/2013 5:17:00 PM
Aww...ended on a comforting and hopeful note. The entire poem was touching and gripping. Poor lil sparrow. (: Another lovely piece to have had the pleasure of reading today! Always, Laura
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Date: 4/17/2013 2:55:00 AM
A rare perspective to see in a poem, from a not-so-well-liked bird, the sparrow. I once told my dad about the most unlucky day I had and then he started to quote verses from the Book of Job. And then my problems didn't see so pressing after all... this is very moving to read and you did well with your vivid descriptions. Awesome!
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Date: 4/16/2013 9:43:00 PM
Eileen, a tender poem. The feeling and inspiration of your words are heavenly. I wish I had wings to write about. that way my prayers will protect me from every rock thrown to knock me to the ground. I love the way you flew this one. I hope they have much explaining at the end... xox~ Linda
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Date: 4/16/2013 3:32:00 PM
oh just love the message here, Eileen, wonderful poetry...
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Date: 4/15/2013 7:16:00 PM
I don't know how you make this magic but it's wonderful....MD
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Eileen Manassian
Date: 4/15/2013 8:31:00 PM
MD.....I love you! You are one of those gems here on the soup! :) Hugs!
Date: 4/15/2013 2:41:00 PM
I know which side of the coin I fall in this story, enough to say, Auntie would be proud. Lovely tale Eileen. Take care, Richard
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Eileen Manassian
Date: 4/15/2013 8:30:00 PM
She is...thank you, Richard for the vote of confidence! :)

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