Bird

Posted on April 24, 2015 | 7 Comments

Last breath, last touch

Fluttering eyelids mean so much

Last sun, first tear

Time drawing ever near

Last flower, last breeze

No-one to break the silence

Like my big sneeze!

Last count of the final hour

Good-bye to my Bird

As she leaves her tower.

Copyright held by Eloise De Sousa (2015).

Pic courtesy of http://www.modern50.com

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7 responses to “Bird”

  1. Silver Threading | April 24, 2015 at 6:13 pm | Reply

    Eloise, I feel your loss across the miles. Much love and hugs to you. ❤

    Liked by 1 person

  2. jorobinson176 | April 25, 2015 at 12:55 am | Reply

    Sorry for your loss Eloise. ❤

    Like

  3. Lance Greenfield | April 25, 2015 at 9:12 pm | Reply

    Sympathy, love and strength to you.

    A beautiful little poem from the heart as you wave goodbye.

    Liked by 1 person

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