Poem -



There is a bird
A soft white bird of such fragility
Uncertain of her welcome
Unsure she is worthy
Of crumbs...love...care
I feel her tremble at each dawn
Bathe in her hidden tears each night
And wish...for an open door

There is a bird
A sad singer of winter songs
Whose heartfelt words won't form
Silenced by her fears
Of loss and loss of love
Scared to overstay her welcome
Tainted, too sad too long
She hushes...her door is locked

There is a bird 
In a white bone cage
Fading into the grey and the pain
Wanting only what she cannot name or remember
Struck by Invisibility
Just another troublesome bundle of wounds

Lost bird, unheard
Only the angels know 

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