I see a light
up on that horizon.
I'm not afraid-
I feel at times
I've already lived a thousand lives..
I'm sad though-
It's not easy to say good-bye.
I want to hold on-
Knowing I won't be able to
makes each moment precious,
every memory etched
in my heart...
A lot of water
has run under my life's bridge.
At times, whirlpools,
swift and dangerous-
I won't lie, I've been pulled under
a time or two.
Now, a more peaceful current
has me drifting ever closer
to the end of my journey...
I won't say everything
But I know
deep in my heart,
the good outweighed the bad.
Mama, don't be sad-
Your baby bird
is finally gonna fly again....
Written with love to a child I have never met but through her mom's amazing words have grown to know and love as one of my own...I wish you a safe journey Robyn - hugs sweet girl -
Your baby bird is finally gonna fly again...
I pray every day for this to happen here, right infront of her mother's eyes, not in a place we don't even know exist.
Poem shows emotions of struggle along with peace in the end.
How much she got tired of struggling with whirlpool of this disease. Her life has become a circle and she always ends up in the place from where she starts. The more she wants to get out of it the more forcefully it pulls her again.
And it's not like she has given up, but she wants a safe passage now and that is how you ended this poem.
An optimistic or happy end, as she does not want her mother to worry about her once she is gone. That where she is going she will be safe. She is tired of running in circles, she needs peace now, and she just wants to move slowly and casually just like, snow or leaves, towards that divine light waiting for her at the horizon.
Along with Andrea, all of us are sad too that this is happening and the best we can do to stop it is to pray. Deep in our heart we all want to see how good outweighs the bad.
Brenda, I still have hope. I have seen miracles, all I want now is just one of them happens to Robyn. So, she could live a healthy life with her mother.
Another wonderful poem, full of emotions, you wrote from the Robyn's heart or how she feels in these difficult times. Obviously, words are yours, but thoughts are hers.
I am thankful to you and all the others who are writing such beautiful, wonderful poems for Andrea and her baby bird.
I am grateful to you and others who are making every moment of her life precious by capturing Andrea's and her bird's emotions in such beautiful words.
I know poems like these are always hard to read and even much harder to comment on them as they bring tears to our eyes, but if there is any difference we will be able to make for Andrea and Robyn in times like this, then we should dedicate the poems as much as possible.
Naazz, thank you so much. I too believe in miracles, I hope that Robyn beats this awful disease and gets a chance to live a long and happy life. I hope though as hard as it is for Andrea and Robyn right now, I hope they feel some peace from these poems.