5:51 pm
a flock of birds
jump from above my head,
soaring across the pale sky
to where it shines brightest
and spreading a light of hope
over our minds.
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empyrean
Poetrya little poem for the sky with each day that passes by. - 964 in poetry
march 3rd, 2017
5:51 pm
a flock of birds
jump from above my head,
soaring across the pale sky
to where it shines brightest
and spreading a light of hope
over our minds.
