Anguished Nostalgia
I just found this peice written on a paper that has turned a pale yellow with time stached away in a corner with some bills and note, thought i'd put it here but couldn't think of a title ... let me know if you have one apt for these arbit thoughts o mine... This little bird had just learnt to fly, moved away from home and bid her folks goodbye. Spread her wings wide and far, for long she wondered the open skys. Fending for herself, being free she learnt how to live and what life could be. then one day she decided to be south bound, fore her skys she's conqured by now. She decided to fly into a world unknown, with desire of discovery growing strong. down south the wind was unfriendly more often than not, the sun beat down on her without a doubt. She tried desprately to make south her's too, conqure the skys she once knew not. She gave her fight all she had, seasons unfriendsly, unwelcoming turned hostile. The little bird fell wounded, looked around for faces that wou...