"Growth"

Ian, who claims she saw ten planes go over her head while standing outside for twenty minutes the other day, granted me the "express permission" to post her wonderful birthday poem to me. Scary perfect handwriting.

"Growth"

03.22.2010

God Feeds You

Day By Day

Like a Mother Raven

Feeding Her Young.

You Cry Out

Louder Than Your Brothers and Sisters

In the Tight Nest We Call Earth.

You Open Your Beaks

Wider Than the Circumference of Your Face

In Anguish You Cry, With Tears On Your Cheeks.

But the Mother Raven

Puts Just One Morsel of Food

Into All of Your Mouths.

Whether You've Cried

Loudly or Softly,

Musically or Monotonously,

Shrieking or Weeping,

Jumping or Hidden Underneath

the Feathers of Your Brothers and Sisters -

God Feed You

Along With His Creation

One Manna,

Day by Day.

-IP-