Poetry

Little Bird

Little Bird

you try so hard

to be everything

all the time

You cannot

(for you are not)

and so you are doomed

to fail

If you could be

just what you are

not everything

to everyone

You would be

(for you are)

Little Bird, destined

to fly

 

©2018 Sarah Elizabeth Moore

 

From the shores of Wicket Lake,

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