It’s amazing how seemingly a deeply profound experience is hidden in the symphony of your words. While I was reading, it was the image of a frantic but impassioned Filipino nurse among struggling infants that came to mind. I don’t know how close this is to what you meant but your words are powerful.
Images feathered nest, healing, soft, sheets tucked in. Shiny spoons to feed babibies nourishment. Tears of of life, that remain. Very grateful for your magpies. Nurses the healing wounds of painful memories.
Huh, I guess that's how it always works. Once a magpie, always a magpie. Hopefully things turn out for the best.
It’s amazing how seemingly a deeply profound experience is hidden in the symphony of your words. While I was reading, it was the image of a frantic but impassioned Filipino nurse among struggling infants that came to mind. I don’t know how close this is to what you meant but your words are powerful.
Images feathered nest, healing, soft, sheets tucked in. Shiny spoons to feed babibies nourishment. Tears of of life, that remain. Very grateful for your magpies. Nurses the healing wounds of painful memories.