Friday, December 2, 2011

The Young Bird Did Fly....

Lost in her thoughts she began to search

For memories from her distant past

Things that she knew would forever and yet never last

A lurking smile from the corner of her eyes

Crossed her face as she remembered by

Time and tide had once held her captive

How she fluttered her wings in desperation

When all she wanted was just to fly active

She tried her best yet the winds were against her

All her efforts went in vain, the pain seemed to last forever

Hope was but, what she never left,

The winds blew again and now in favour

Time could not bow, the spirit of this young bird

Winter didn’t wither her, summer didn’t feel too dry

Coz she was waiting for the spring to come

And it sure did…. Coz she took it in her stride

When it was all against and high

And now it was time for her to bask in its glory

Her struggle she did surpassed

And now was as free as her unchained melody……………

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