They call me Alaurilee

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I've been writing poetry from the age of 12. It has, and always will be my outlet, my voice. Join me on my journey . . . I can write about almost anything. :) ~ Life doesn't come with a shiny new book; no users manual of answers to find with one look. Life comes with doors that open and shut; and paths laid before us to be followed or passed up. There's things we can learn and things we may teach; hearts that may find us and souls we may reach. Guaranteed on this journey are teacups of tears; and pains that might hurt us may age us by years. But the beauty of life, love, laughter and giving; come from serving hugs on a platter each and every day we're living. ~

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Momma Bird

                       Photo from Google Images 

Momma birds guide our young
and pray that we may teach them,
all they'll ever need to learn and grow.

But truth be told we must let go
and release our young to the wild,
even though it sometimes tortures us so.

Letting go and giving that push
breaks a mothers heart,
we only do it out of sheer despair.

Contrary to how it may feel
in the perception of some minds,
we only do it because we truly care.

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