With a pair of silver wings, I would do a lot of things,
Hear the birds sing and frolic on feet-tickling clouds
Oh wind, whisk away my insecurities and shroud me in liberty
As I glide joyfully on falling feathers and laugh aloud
Like a cheetah on land, I'll zip high through the skies,
And land amongst the butterflies to see the sun rise, bright and proud.
Woot! This is the 100th poem I've written this year (so far)! :)
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A Poet's Journey - CMWASL
PoetryI've decided to take part in a poetry challenge hosted by @figgyfan and @Fox-Trot-9 where you choose one or two out of the three given forms of poetry, and write four of each form. All in a month. Repeat for several months to come. It starts on the...
