You Have Wings
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merasampsonCommunity member
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Call it poetry. A short story. Or call it learning to fly.,,

You Have Wings

by merasampson

He was the tree of life,

Broad, tall, strong. Thriving.

Me,

a little bird. Lonely. On my own.

I rested in his branches, Found comfort there.

I begged of him,

"Show me how to live."

"Explore."

"Love."

"Dream."

He twisted and chortled beneath me.

Full leaves falling down with his glee.

"Look at the beauty of you, little one...

I am rooted in my place."

"You have wings."

"Use them to fly..."

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