Robin Red Breast
A Poem on Progress
Letting go of our favourite norms or habits is one of life's most challenging hurdles. Blame this on our unwillingness to leave our comfort zones.
However, we must to move ahead, or find new areas of growth.
The little bird shows why we must let go with trust, adaptability, and a little foresight.
Red Robin
Red form tiny
Small worm wriggling in beak
Bird's little claws stuck on a branch
Heavy
To leap
Beak's pinch release
Weight in oral chambers
Food treasure needed yet binding
Heavy
To fly
Little bird hops
Branch to branch, unweathered
Eyes search for green grass young, untouched
Spreads wings
To move
Small bird's heart beats
Well-timed with all others
Ready, know life's destination
Attuned
To grow
Robin red breast
Beak drops light weight in beak
Better prize, round, lined, heavier
Puffs up.
About the Creator
Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin
Hi, i am an English Language teacher cum freelance writer with a taste for pets, prose and poetry. When I'm not writing my heart out, I'm playing with my three dogs, Zorra, Cloudy and Snowball.
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