Saturday, March 28, 2009












WITHOUT FEATHERS

Yesterday
Young
Old today
Matter
On the way to
Decay,
Hoping
Steer clear
The pain
That casts
Upon
An aging mind.
Give the kiss of life
To Family spirits
Nourish love
Without no limits.
Once
The best
Now it’s
Time
To rest,
On Heavens
Branch
Inside
My nest.

1 comment:

  1. picking this one to comment on, when there are so many to remark upon... silent applause for your poetry and your pics... bee-yoo-tee-ful... keep on bringing it... your perceptions make the world a better place : )

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