Through cherry blossoms
A swallow gently swooping
Dappled in the lightFloating on currents
Wings stretched to the pastel sky
A joyous SundaySoaring in the air
Conversing with the lazy clouds
Sing a song of spring

YOU ARE READING
A Sense Of Self
PoetryA collection of poems About many things All written by me and only me
Fly
Through cherry blossoms
A swallow gently swooping
Dappled in the lightFloating on currents
Wings stretched to the pastel sky
A joyous SundaySoaring in the air
Conversing with the lazy clouds
Sing a song of spring