A few years ago I was so scared
Felt like my whole life was bared
Couldn't cope with my life right then
Ran off and hid away from men
Outside; freedom beckoned
Outside was peace and stillness
Outside I hid my pain under a bush
Outside; I prayed for a little friend!
Someone to talk to; now and then
I sat under a swaying tree
Where I could hide and just be me!
My two little dogs joined my game
Where-ever I went; they came!
My dear Lord heard my prayers
I just didn't understand his reply!
My mind was full of pain; melancholy!
As I sat there; a little movement
Caught my eye; a tiny blue wren
Above me; perched and sang!
Found a friend to talk to now and then
Didn't know it then; her on-line name: Blue wren
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