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Birdsong
by
Maeve Huang

 
Still so close to heaven,
not yet touching earth,
God's gentle fingers
stroked your downy cheek
and you were born.

Sun came upon a life
where before only rain fell,
a seed carried on a newborn's cry
took root as life's purpose.

A hazy cloak covers a forgotten past,
and in its ever changing folds, a future
billows out upon the breeze,
No need to hide beneath it anymore.

Trees once holding barren branches
are now full of joyous birdsong
singing, you have come!
--Submitted by Buttercup on 2011-06-29.
Post New Comment:
valiant:
Hi maeve ,this is lovely ,is this about your your sarah, I love it.............Jack
Posted 07/31/2011 06:06 PM
valiant:

Posted 07/31/2011 06:04 PM
Buttercup:
Hi Maire, thanks so much for your lovely comment. They are special indeed.
Posted 07/01/2011 09:49 AM
Eiken:
Maeve, I love this one, it is so special and I know how special your Sarah is as is mine. Love Maire xx
Posted 06/29/2011 06:56 PM


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