a single feather
falls from the sky
I scan the clouds
for Icarus
he flew, you know,
rightly or wrongly,
his journey is more than I can claim
cause no matter the circumstance,
my wings have been clipped
and I am grounded
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Observations from the Garden
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Love this!
Wonderful!
Nice to be sent a wing when you are grounded, to remind you that flight is possible. We have a young male eagle moving into our neighborhood. I consider that auspicious.
I love the way you think, Sherry! ❤
I was literally just thinking of you, my friend, and wondering how you were doing. Sending you hugs!