So much against us
So much we’ve missed
Confined to the nest
Unable to fly
Unable to sing
Constant pain
Broken wing
Feeling useless
Unable to please
You’ve been so good to me
Though I am diseased
*
Together
We weave this nest
And fight the thorns
And thistle
Later we hold
Each other
While you whistle
Softly to me
Until I nestle
*
The sun comes up
I no longer sing
My head goes down
To pray to the King
Thanking Him
For your love
And for watching
Over my Dove
As I pray
And think of you
I can
No longer
Be so blue
Renee Robinson


















































Thank you so much
Hauntingly sad and gentle. I love your style
The pictures you put to your work are amazing! Thank you for sharing your precious words x
Thank you. I hoped for this effect on someone. Very nice words which mean a great deal.
What an amazing image and the words bring out more than its color. To love regardless of the issues involved–lovely and a little. I like it.
Beautiful, Nae. Amazing graphic! I don’t know how you can find so many lovely illustrations, but they always seem to fit perfectly.