Strange Bird Flying

Why did strange bird start flying? To free herself from the cage she has kept herself in.

The Weight of A Rock

The Weight of A Rock
Collage created from magazine pictures and fonts - my most important piece of art. I hope it inspires creativity and awareness of the damage that can be done to children. Not all survive.

I the Owner

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Thursday, October 28, 2010

My Poor Blog

       My poor blog awaits - it's letters lined up and waiting their turn for an insertion into some important word. Wait longer they must because I am unable to visit very often. My own computer was faster, but when it is again hooked up to the net - it will be - alas - still dial-up.  Don't cry out my little letters. I also miss the high-speed we had before. Mingle and make happy words. Keep encouraged, for I will return. Until then - Strange BirdJS
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Strange Bird

Strange bird
Strange bird I am,
Or so Ed had called me.

"Strange bird," he'd laugh
I am, not always knowing
the cause of his gladness

Something said
In serious innocence
But taken ever lightly

I'de smile as if I knew
"You strange bird," he'd say
I am.

[Poem was made many years ago in memory of my late husband: Edward Ray Sayers, who found my naivete amusing. I thought it was a most fitting name for my blog.]



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