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Birds Immigration



Birds immigrate from their home when it is getting colder, when the food, water and decent living becoming scarce
But they return to their home in summer, when the home sun is full the sky, they brought home some good that they got from where they came from.
They have missed the home, the other birds who could not afford the immigration.
Some birds are paralyzed by their love to their nest, by their home.
They would lost the way if the trees they grow up with lost a leaf or two.

But others, the immigrated birds are daring, they know it is greener out there, they know that others have been there, and some had lost their way home, but they promise themselves they won't but God only know what happens when they immigrate.
After all nothing stay the same.

The home birds always wait for the beloved immigrated ones; they happy to share the less they have in their home; they enjoy the few times they have with them and not thinking about the departure when everything returns to its first state.

Immigrated birds does not leave all at once, they leave gradually, that is good for the poor hearts of home birds but with last flock leaving, they feel lonely and broken, they hate that the sky is so big, because if it is only their home sky, no one would leave for another sky.

But the sky is too big and the immigration of birds will never stop.

P.S. With love to my immigrated birds

Comments

Anonymous said…
that was beautiful!
Brownie said…
Reda Maged:
Thanks a lot =) and welcome to my blog.
Mani said…
<3

Beautiful and very poetic :3
Brownie said…
Mani;
Thanks a lot..u r one of the immigrated birds by the way ;)
Sally said…
I don't have a comment
except
feel that you didn't miss him in your life and your heart.

Brownie
I don't wanna miss you one day
but
do you know i'm staying with you
and i miss you bardo
Brownie said…
Sally:
first of all, thanks a lot.
Bossy ya Sally, inshallah i promise that i ll be always there for you like you have been always there for me..but i would like that you miss me sometimes bardo ;)
Love you so much my Whitee
Sally said…
I like the themes :D
>>
but the page for Mood swing
does't exist

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