Oh Brenda this is beautifully sad

Brenda this is a breath taking piece that will touch the heart of anyone who knows Maple and Bird. It genuinely brought tears to my eyes reading it this morning. Well done Naaz for nominating this. All my best wishes Milly x

This is beautiful, Brenda - truly.

Take care

Em, Milly and Ben, thank you. Sincerely, thank you...

Miss Brenda,
Such a beautiful tribute,, you know how to get my heart lady.
A truly wonderful tribute
Much love
Michael :)xx

Brenda, another poem dedicated to our dear friend's daughter. It really took me some time to think what should I write as a comment. Even after reading it again and again I don't know what to say.

In this poem, once again, you have portrayed the emotions of Robyn.

Somewhere the consequences of her actions (right or wrong, I don't know) because I am no one to judge.
I have just turned 18 and I have got some rights to do few things which obviously I couldn't have done before. It's like a whole new world has opened for me and I am enjoying those things. Soon, I will learn from my mistakes what is wrong and right among the things I am doing.

Somewhere the progress in her life she is making by realizing all those things went wrong in her life. And how she is on a path to bring good in the life of others. These minor changes she made in her life now making the big differences in the life of others, Especially, her mother.
Her mother feels confident when she sees how determined is her daughter towards the life now. Her daughter got the motive to live, to fight back once again.

Brenda, all those stanzas where you mentioned about the irony were hard to read and full of pain.
But with the last stanza you removed the weight of irony from our hearts and filled them with hope once again. Love you for that.

All of us want a beautiful future for her somewhere in those warm coastal breezes.

Brenda, this is a heartbreaking poem. I don't know what to say on this comment but I'll do my best.
I don't know the story behind what happened to Maple and Robyn but without even knowing, your poem made it so vivid and I was able to see the suffering and pain she went through.

"My mom
stunned into silence,
shattered by the knowledge,
her baby bird
struggles to fly.
Knowing those warm coastal breezes
aren't reaching
my winter home..."
^ This is such a lovely stanza. The words "winter home" made me feel some warmth, lost somewhere there in the poem and what's hidden beneath it. I loved it.

I love the way you ended it as well. I read the poem twice and I enjoyed it in both times, even more the second time. Well written, Brenda. And to write about someone else's experience is so humane of you. You are beautiful :)

Keep writing!
N.

A wonderful tribute. It never fails to amaze me the ways poetry can touch the human soul.

Forgive me my friend for not commenting until now, but to be honest it's as if Robyn hersef wrote this....it took me back a bit. This is beautiful and you have captured her soul in this poem.

Bird is now losing the ability to think clearly so our conversations are minimal...we do a ton of Gigggggles about silly stuff and I'm afraid our time for heart to hearts is over....so for me to read this now just brought me to tears.... I can't thank this Community enough and you for your love and support...hugs you

Hello Benda,

your capacity for empathy and love is evident; not only in this wonderful tribute to Robyn and Andrea, but in the support you offer us all.

Thank you for being you. ((hugs))

How beautiful, & touching. I love this as much now as the first time I read it.
Catherine x

There are no words that can be said or used to describe
let alone feel what a mother is going through when she sees
her child dying...the struggles and the pain is beyond words.

Yet you have captured it from both sides of the coin...beautifully sad
with a painful reality...