commented on Oct 24, 2017 at 11:45am
Sad but true on so many levels.
Though, to answer the question presented in the last two stanzas, I'd say yes. We fall, we rise. We're sad, we're happy. Every down has an up. Every Fall has a rise. Believe it or not. She will fly, with difficulty, but she will.
commented on Oct 24, 2017 at 4:01pm
Wow this this poem is good.it could represent many things in our life
Some people never reach there goalies and often left behind.
commented on Oct 24, 2017 at 6:10pm
Love this poem D'Vina....I'm sure this little moth?....dried out and flew away...
commented on Oct 24, 2017 at 10:21pm
We too were once cocooned in the womb, but we had to be born and face the reality of life, and somehow even with tattered wings we manage to survive~brilliant.
commented on Nov 18, 2017 at 11:33am
An interesting read. Life poses many trials where we rise and fall but we keep on trying until we get where we want to be or we re-evaluate and move on. Janet