Rabu, 13 Januari 2010
Diposkan oleh erry di 09.31
There is a lost bird who tired to fly. One day, that bird found a place that she think as a home. But that’s just fake place. That bird got hurt, broken wings, stolen dreams. That bird cried alone. Lost the way to fly.
But after the time, the bird realized that’s the way universe told her. Everything happen is the best to her. God will give the best. At a best place, best way and the best time.
Now, the bird could sing a song. Because she believes that's sunshine and rainbow after rain. Life could be beautifull again.
a lost bird note.
Label: My Poetry