DeathA Poem by mysticgmekeepr
DEATH
A window opens in the woods, struggling with branch and leaf.... Climbing through, falling, falling, rising, soaring It’s another place of Glory And we have earned our co-pilot wings. © 2010 mysticgmekeepr |
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2 Reviews Added on July 16, 2010 Last Updated on July 16, 2010 AuthormysticgmekeeprOHAboutI am a woman and a child, an adolescent in an older persons shell, an ancient in a child's disguise, a mystery and a metaphor, opposites and contradictions, swirling waters and peace. more..Writing
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