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Hope deferred

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Date: 10 August 2010 22:27:51

She sat upon a cold, wet shore
And stared into the leaden sky
The clouds hung heavy on her brow
As endlessly she questioned why.
Why is this darkness all I see?
When will there be a time for me?
A time when life does not pass by
When I will have my wings to fly.
For one-by-one and all around
Her friends had launched from that same ground
Until, at last, into the grey
The final one had flown away.
Then in the distance, clear and bright,
Something glinted in the light,
One friend, then two, hove into view.
Perhaps they'd help to get her thru!
Welcome friends, I've been so sad,
But now I don't feel quite as bad.
For it is hard when one can't fly
To watch each day crawl slowly by.
My gosh, dear one, if you but knew
The things these wings have put us through
My how they ache from all that work
At times it drives us quite berserk!
We envy you this cold, damp shore.
Please don't complain, its such a bore.
And if you really want to fly
My goodness, dear, you have to TRY!
Well, can't sit chatting here all day,
We really must be on our way.
But when you wish, please do drop by,
For it is not that far to fly.
She watched until they passed from sight
And faced, once more, a long, dark night.
From deep within she gave a sigh
Dear God, I really want to fly...

Hope deferred makes the heart sick, but when the desire is fulfilled, it is a tree of life. Proverbs 13 v 12