I
dream freely
like
a bird
reaching for freedom
against
northerly winds
cloaked
in
mystery
these
stars
astound us
make
us stop
breathe
and listen.
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Every evening when I get home, I stop for a while at the gate and watch the sky, I look at the stars smiling at me and I smile back at them. I know they are there to teach me a big lesson, word by word every night, I stand there and listen. =)
Kiss you girl. =*
I love this!! thanks for posting :)
xo, gina
This is a very interesting word association type poem.
Great stuff
Breathe. Listen. Thank you for the reminder.
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