Poetry

For Prince
by Guila Manchester

Dear little bird.
I know you have a tumor
In your breast.
I know the time draws near
when you must rest.

You do not know.

So chatter to your mirror;
Have your play.
Enjoy your little world,
You have today.
Dear little bird.

Return to Poetry

** Fair Use Notice**
This document may contain copyrighted material, use of which has not been specifically authorized by the copyright owners. I believe that this not-for-profit, educational use on the Web constitutes a fair use of the copyrighted material (as provided for in section 107 of the US Copyright Law). If you wish to use this copyrighted material for purposes of your own that go beyond fair use, you must obtain permission from the copyright owner.

Newsletters

Poetry

Quotations

Your comments and inquiries are welcome