The word for this week is FLIGHT. Wrote a poem about it. Wanna read it? Here it goes... as always, I pray you will relax, reflect and enjoy.
Pretty Wings
Copyright 2012
Maxwell
with his fine self
and
melodic voice
sang of
"pretty wings"
"pretty wings"
wings aren't pretty
when they're weighed down
burdened with the baggage
of yesterday's unkept promises
scared with self doubt
inherited from the words of others
engulfed with the envy
of jealous girls in awe of your cute girl swag
filled with the fear
of failing to reach dreams that are just within reach
Maxwell
with his fine self
and
melodic voice
sang of
"pretty wings"
"pretty wings"
wings aren't pretty
when they're weighed down
so
shake it off
shake it off
lift your wings and fly
above
doubters
haters
fakers
dream takers
procrastinators
and even those
head shakers
take flight
with faith
God's breath is
the wind
beneath your
pretty wings
pretty wings
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