Flipping Wings Poem by veronica for real

Flipping Wings



I pampered my wings
N waited till they can fly me high
And the day comes to take my ride,
Came to know I am tree, roots won’t let me fly
Now m looking at those wings they are just flipping

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Spinner Parrot 10 September 2011

Nice. Short but poetic and meaningful.

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