'sole Purpose'

she wanted someone to catch her just in case her wings forgot how to fly she never realised, that flying was exactly what they were made for and to shelter her in times when she felt lost and alone that was their sole purpose she wasted time worrying, about things that she never had to worry about until she realised the wings were all she needed
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Delaney Avatar
June 27, 2013 at 8:43 PM
This is great....adding it to my faves . SuZ
Ainsley Avatar
June 25, 2013 at 5:45 PM
Nice delivery of one of life's lessons.Be brave by doing! Not everyone has a mama bird to push them out of the nest. Sometimes we just have to jump. Fun read.Be happy Wilma.
Ryerson Avatar
June 13, 2013 at 4:46 PM
I love the beautiful simplicity of this poem Wilma...Makes me want to soar with the eagles! - Tim
Onclaud Avatar
June 12, 2013 at 12:57 PM
this so liberating i want to fly and flex my wings all the more.. beautifully crafted, wilms... :) huggs!
K. Avatar
June 12, 2013 at 9:44 AM
Isn't it just funny sometimes how these things happen? I mean with us expecting others to catch us and then bam! Reality hits and we have wings-- this is an empowering write in its own way, Missy! It made me smile to see you have a couple of new posts here! And you haven't lost your touch with the wisdom and beauty in your words... and ummmm what is this?? You have a twin sister too??! Very cool pic-- thanks for passing by and enjoying the sunset with unsleepy me. Mwahugs!
Dietrich Avatar
June 11, 2013 at 11:23 PM
fantastic one, Wilma. One that really soars!! yep, I am so busy too. I don't even have time for the blogs any more!
Delaney Avatar
June 11, 2013 at 7:16 PM
Lovely and enlightening SuZ
Pettit Avatar
June 11, 2013 at 4:39 PM
It's always good to have a pilot's license and be able to fly. Good write.
Mohammed Avatar
June 11, 2013 at 7:28 AM
A gorgeous poem Wilma.Keep up the good work dear poet.
Tacito Avatar
June 11, 2013 at 7:20 AM
YES! When humanity over-analyzes the simple things to help us overcome, we end up wasting more time & hurting for longer. Excellent piece!
Sivey Avatar
June 11, 2013 at 6:32 AM
Wow, this write sure does speak volumes my friend! You have influenced me to write a little different in my next poem, maybe a little more hopeful than how I write anyway! I really enjoyed reading this enlightening poem here this morning! What a powerful piece, such a delightful poem, Great Work!!
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