This poem is written in response to the pic & a word challenge: Lessons.

I have taken the theme but chosen a different image.



The stars were always meant to glitter,

Death and loss ever be bitter,

Birds to sing and raise their young,


Every river made to flow,

Wild winds never cease to blow,

Songs be sung and sung and sung.


Earth was always meant to turn,

Fire was made to heat and burn,

And dewdrops, on a fine web, strung.


Tales were written to be told,

Winter storms to bring the cold,

In our eyes the snowflakes flung.


And we were meant to live in love

With all in the earth and sky above,

But we chose the hawk and not the dove.

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

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