Wings

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  • born4more
  • CHANGING MY OUTLOOK-AS CHANGE IS IN THE WIND...

Wings

 I escape through an open window, knowing my certain fate,
 I must get through my only shot before it is too late.
 As I make my outside, I begin my feverlish flight,
 The rain is hard, it hits my wings, but, I know I must win the fight.
 I survived the rain and find myself in a field of heavenly flowers,
 I managed not to hit the ground and tomorrow may bring more showers.
 At the crack of light and the sun shining bright, I'm off on another flight.
 I've weathered the storms and kept my wings moving and the purpose of my flight?
 To never look down, to stay off the ground, to make sure I do what's right!
 
 
 Darrel F.

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shannie76 commented on Wings

11-04-2009

I enjoyed this much, Very inspiring and beautiful.

icu2 commented on Wings

11-04-2009

This is good Darrel! It has a musical rhythm to it. and the meaning is clear. I, would have named it "Because I Am An Angel." but that's just me. I like wings also. Really good...and as far as I am concerned it's long enough. TEN!

born4more

11/04/2009

Thank you very much!

aliciagall commented on Wings

10-19-2009

I read this and I understand that we wake each day not knowing what is going to happen the this day or the next day but inside wanting to be who we are and keep the faith that we are doing things right, we can face all days. One day will make the difference to how I lived. I love this. Add more.

born4more

10/19/2009

Thank you!

Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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