Poetry

Wings

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With silver wings and gold skin
She flew around my room
At night
I stared at her and wondered
Where is it that she came from?
The answer came to me
One night she flew
And out the window she went
So I followed
Past the houses
Through the park
Into the woods
I followed
But lost her
Among the branches and the tall trees
I walked and walked
Yet I couldn’t find her
It was cold and dark and I began to worry
Then there she was
And others flew around her
They lit up
Bright
Hearing them
Seeing them
Knowing they were real
We danced
And I flew
Then I had wings
Just like them
And I flew around the rooms
Making my way back
With the children that looked as I did
And they change as I did
And we flew with our wings

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