I hope I'm therewhen your wings break
through the skin.
I hope I see
when they stir strongly
against the wind.
I hope I feel
your joy as you rise
on those first strokes.
I hope I taste
the sweet rain
as you leave the earth behind.
I hope I hear
you laugh as you realize
you were made for flight
and never will touch
the ground again
or feel gravity's pull
or taste bitter defeat
or see tears --
I hope I'm there, my love,
I hope I'm there.
The sky beckons ...
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4 comments:
*sigh*
I love your poetry.
A strong and heartfelt poem, Tech
It's beautiful TECH - you have such deep love in you.
That's one of the things I like about you, Michelle! :)
Thank you, Rain
Thank you, Nightrider, and it's good to see you again!
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