forty seven


one may not always be happy . not quite gentle enough

so a paper bird with muslin wings encourages us to keep trying

as winter blooms . while we seek wonder .

in the poetry of friendship

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12 comments:

S. Etole said...

Love this pretty little bird and the message she carries.

Mary said...

such a beautiful reminder! your little birds are so wise... :) xoxo

beth said...

happy are the gentle.....i love that !

Jewels said...

Blessed are the meek for they will inherit the earth... wise old bird.

Jennifer Richardson said...

your little birds
help make life so rich:)
thank you for including
my pansies in your post!
love and thanks,
Jennifer

Tracy said...

So sweet... and, yes, this does encourage us to keep going, keep trying, keep flying... :o) ((HUGS))

Jamie said...

a reminder to keep going...

Kanelstrand said...

Loving your little notes on wings of birds. They somehow seem so special and personal.

Marcie said...

I just love your sweet..soft..gentle simplicity. Like one deep winter sigh! Beautiful!

emily wierenga said...

oh, this has been me lately. too tired to be gentle. i will think of this bird this week, let him fly into my soul...

LauraX said...

so beautiful! I always feel deep peace and yes, gentleness when I stop by for a visit.

d smith kaich jones said...

i still have your birds attached to the emma tree, and there is still one in the jeep, the one that sat with me to florida and back. they are old friends now.

xoxo