O to be free
Like a bird flying high
Spiraling upward
into the azure
amid the sun’s
streaming rays
and the marshmallow clouds
Not a care in the world
just flying flying flying
Friday, October 5, 2012
Untitled Poem
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3 comments:
I love the image of marshmallow clouds. Makes me hungry...
Don't you have a fear of heights? (I do!) Doesn't sound like it from this cute poem!
So fun to hear your poetry. Hopefully the first of many.
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