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Lonesome,
That’s
what I was,
Like
the feather
Laying
on the grass,
A
bleak opportunity.
Time
it took to wake,
A
deep sleep, it was,
Don’t
underestimate,
The
potential is hidden,
Sometimes
within.
I
took charge,
I
couldn’t remain,
Like
the feather,
I
traveled a thousand,
To
get to You, my strength.
-Erick Flores
Erick, I especially enjoyed the last stanza. Can picture that feather!
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Delete-Erick F.
Nice one, Erick.
ReplyDeleteHey Matthew!
DeleteGlad to have you back! Thank you for reading and commenting!
-Erick F.