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FLY WHITEBIRD FLY

Updated on July 12, 2013

To lives that made sense to me


Sharp beaked whitebird with yellow eyes

Swiftly kiss the American skies

Surely goodbye is smarter than lies

Bye Bye whitebird,how time flies.

The jagged edge of our pragmatic lives

Have etched our souls with wanderings

Each day a new life I shape and mend

Time is swift ,Whitebird, I wish I can extend.

For life is mortal,that I can see

The I that you see is not really me

One day,one day I will have to flee

And return to my source where I should be.

Time is over, time to be real

I've arrived to my place where I can heal

Thank you whitebird you, now ,can fly

Fly away to your skies that's very high

Thank you for the ride,for your wings soared me high

Rest be assured, I will remember you by.


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      Globetrekkermel 5 years ago from CALIFORNIA

      Thank you aviannovice for your comment.Was greatly appreciated. My first poem after a very long hiatus of composing a poem.

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      Globetrekkermel 5 years ago from CALIFORNIA

      Thank you aviannovice for your comment.Was greatly appreciated. My first poem after a very long hiatus of composing a poem.

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      Deb Hirt 5 years ago from Stillwater, OK

      Such a lovely piece of prose. Well done.