by wayne34liverpool, Merseyside, England, UK
Aug 2018 521 Views 3 comments
feathers
From illness one leaves the body
Transits in time
To natures comforts
To trees that whistle in the wind
Leafs brushed aside they fall to the ground
One now sits preens and wings stretch
Yuor past clean your past gone
Now traition is done one with nature
The ill body has flown
A new begining
A bird of nature
Your transtion has begun
Transits in time
To natures comforts
To trees that whistle in the wind
Leafs brushed aside they fall to the ground
One now sits preens and wings stretch
Yuor past clean your past gone
Now traition is done one with nature
The ill body has flown
A new begining
A bird of nature
Your transtion has begun
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Aug 2018
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