Poem -

The bird

Part 4

The bird

There is a bird that sits on the slowly sinking island like me. The bird face shows that it would rather be anywhere but here. But have to wait till the seas calm down. It is a flightless bird but yet it is able to glide away from the island often. I often wonder how the bird can be gone for hours or even days. But still able to come back and start the process all over again. I do sometimesĀ  get jealous of that bird. The freedom to go to it's favorite place and stay over but can always come back. I keep it to myself thinking that maybe the sky would let me stay with my... No that could never happen. The builders of the lighthouse would never accept that nor allow it. So I am grateful for the time I can spend with my lighthouse but hate to part from it. That isn't really an issue for the bird. Oh well, life isn't fair and the sky knows.

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Steve Anc

Hmmmmm
this is amazing and well written Jones

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Khadijah Jones

Thank you, sorry for replying so late. I haven't been on here for a while.

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Marion

A very lovely and thoughtful yet wistful write, very much enjoyed reading khadijah, thankyou for sharing ?

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Khadijah Jones

Thank you so very much, glad you enjoyed the read. Thank you for the feedback and for taking the time to read it. So sorry for super late reply.

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