BREAK-OUT
Longing for freedom,
We fly always
Too close to the sun,
Poor things
That we are.
Yet courageous.
For although we forever mistake
Our glittering fancies
For the gleam of freedom,
We carry on.
Often disappointed
To find we are still tethered
To our dreams.
Slowly learning
We can only lose ourselves
In love.
© 2021 Gwen Grant.
This is lovely Gwen
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Thank you so much, Deanna. I’m really glad you like it.
Gwen.
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Loved it!
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So glad you liked it!
Gwen.
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