The Pen writes on, XIV

The dawn is here,

with skies so clear.

The birds sing out and I yearn,

their glorious  songs to live and learn,

that I too might also fly,

up into the blissful, wondrous sky ,

away from all that’s drab and dry.

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5 Responses to “The Pen writes on, XIV”

  1. Ryan Holmes Says:

    Such wonderful verse, Kate. You make it look so easy.

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  2. Thanks Ryan. 😀

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  3. What a lovely little poem. Makes me smile.

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  4. Thanks, Ashen. 😀

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