The Sparrow's Nest

by GummyBearEater

Published March 15, 2011

When you grow up and fledge your wings,
you'll find a wider world of things,
you'll leave this place where we once stood,
but don't you leave me here for good

the things that we once feared before,
will scare and frighten you no more,
for when you fly fear will be gone,
like ground that you once tread upon

you'll fly through harsh winds without fail,
the blue sky you would swiftly sail,
and on the forest floor i'll stay,
to watch the sky for you all day

and so before you fledge your wings,
and find that wider world of things,
stay here and dream your dreams to be
within this little world with me.

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Gracie
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Gracie wrote a review Review · Mar 17, 2011

Well done.

I think most of the little nit picks (very small things) were cleared up in the first review so I'm just going to tell you what I liked about it.

It's so very emotinal. I love writers and poets and work that does not shy away from gritty and angsty details.

And the metophor you used was great, and you carried it through the whole work.

So good job.

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Boolovesyou
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Boolovesyou wrote a review Review · Mar 15, 2011

Hello! I'll read this poem and automatically thought it was great. It was fluent and spot on rhyming.

When you grow up and fledge your wings Fledged is a bit of an odd word for this. Maybe you should try spread or something more along those lines. you'll find a wider world of things I realized you haven't really used any punctuation in the poem, so I'm not going to point it all out. Make sure you go over it again and add some punctuation. you'll leave this place where we once stood
but don't you leave me here for good Love it.

the things that we once feared before
will scare and frighten you no more
for when you fly fear will be gone
like ground that you once tread upon Grrr.. Punctuation is the key to literature. This paragraph shows a lot of emotion!
you'll fly through harsh winds without fail
the blue sky you would swiftly sail
an on the forest floor I'll stay And <--
to watch the sky for you all day

and so before you fledge your wings
and find that wider world of things
stay here and dream you dreams to be your
within this little world with me


REALLY GOOD!



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— Sylvia Plath