Free poetry by Ashley Pentycofe
The plain above me
The snow below
I gaze out this 7 story window
I wonder what it’s like to be free
Free like the bird outside my window
Free to go where I please
Or free to just sit in the sun and breeze
To live a life with a permanent mate
Spending all morning catching bait
Waiting for someone which whom to relate
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