Nick King Poet I do not know?

Lesson Learned

Lesson Learned. 

I never thought I'd hold a wild bird, not once in my short life.
It sat and sung a song for me, that she would love me all she could,
Then it flew away from me, with a lesson told with strife,
Robins and me are meant to be, so you must let her go for good.

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Poet Destroyer A May 26, 2010 at 8:22 PM back to you Nick, once again lesson learned about the wild. By the way, i've been meaning to stop by to tell you that you send me some soup mail a while back and they are empty, and read error across the page. Just out of curiosity what where they about. Hope you read my coment soon,..p.d.

Rauwolfia Ra May 14, 2010 at 11:22 PM A vry good comparison, nice poem.

Poet Destroyer A May 14, 2010 at 8:47 PM wow, now i can see this one in two perspectives, the bird as a person or the actual bird, well written, very unique and nice write, lesson learned lol, enjoyed

Patty Lane May 14, 2010 at 6:39 AM Nick, How sad to have to let the things you love, go! I know the feeling. The lessen here is that you must ALWAYS enjoy the journey before you get to the end. Good poem! keep writing. Patty

Carol Sunshine Brown May 14, 2010 at 4:13 AM I would like to welcome you to PoetrySoup Nick. Wishing you the best in your writing endeavors. If you have questions please feel free to ask anyone here. We are all willing to help and if we don't know the answer we will find someone who does. Love, Carol