Lynar_Mind Portal Poetry: Wings Of Summer Glory

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Tuesday, August 5, 2008

Wings Of Summer Glory

It flutters under wood beam cooing, pleasant sounds, then fades into silence. Many do live on the ledge outside my door. Parents watch babies. No flinching with lawnmower sound. As adults we don't mind them timely dropping in, our friends. Babies born in a few days fly off. With glee, joy we ask, We... Sign in to see full entry.

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