Tuesday, 19 November 2019

O Winged One.


  You wake at the break of dawn
Filling the air
With the sweetest birdsong.

You collect twigs and sticks
To build a nest small or big
You soar high in the sky
Inspiring me to spread my wings and fly. 

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