Lessons of Life by skye08: Alone

Saturday, July 19, 2008

Alone

I sit alone under a buttermilk sky; Gazing and wishing I could fly there. I have no roots like the flowers that surround. I have nothing to nourish me as I gaze each night alone. I cannot reach to the Light above to rekindle my light within. Let me fly, let me fly up to that Light up in the sky;... Sign in to see full entry.

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