Long-AwaitedA Poem by ashleydawn
Closing my eyes
at your command I turned to my ears in curiosity. I heard you turn around and rustle in your bag, spinning back to me with another instruction. Hold my hands out. I did as I was told and you gently placed an object into my palm. I felt its rough surface and jagged edges and begged for sight to be released. You complied easily and I opened my eyes to find a shell; dirty and smelly from the beach trip you took and tried to hide slight disappointment. But you shook your head and guided my fingers to open the piece at its hinges revealing a smooth, light catching surface "It took me forever to find these." you explained. "What are they?" I asked in awe "Your wings."
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