My one wing friend, it was not I but the wind.
From the mighty trees, you rumbled.
My heart has pieces that are no longer here.
You must be insane if you dare to keep flying.
I hear you singing, and flapping about.
Say it a little more
I love you.
Cry if you must,
with no regrets, lest fear tumbled home
And caging chains humbled their bars.
And mumbling dreams are forgotten.
VisionarieKindness©2016
Krissy Mosley Ministries 
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