So many Journeys in life,
seeking a key to a lock door.
Caged in house; by big bay window view.
lost in a vision, trees moving to and fro;
From the breeze that blows,
wanderlust bellows.
I wish to take wing,
As a little red robin, in spring.
Under the Shining Sun!
Marie Shine
Thank You
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