A bouquet of flowers picked along the way ….

Stay December 3, 2009

Filed under: poetry — gurdas @ :

I pray the morning is harbinger of  your stay
But if you choose to fly away
Fly far for your feathers are strong
And own the sky for that is where you belong

Soar above, glide fearlessly
Strong as an eagle, fast as a hawk
And if you ever get tired and need to perch
Seek the branches of the fair birch

At the edge of the woods it stands alone
Unlike any other, without any clone
It would be nice if together we could have flown
But then, where would an eagle build a home?


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