Others can not will not have not
that is not the lot I choose.
Explaining to the sky egales fly
perfect eye words written to
the few whom see.
Grasping air the wings of care to
struggle in the sky so high
in safty there.
May I talon crasp the color of your hair
and softly comb the fear of sorrow
with my every care.
Having life while I may, such wave of wings
the clouds will bring the very breath
of air so sweet to you.
Is It Poetry
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