Flying Poem by Carlin Jones

Flying



you are flying happy, laughing, finally finding the light, no more fighting since you were a fighter; you can spread your wings and fly soaring high for you are flying free; , you were a wild child for now you are heavens wild child, off all the dreams you left so far behind you are now flying.

Wednesday, January 4, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: child,dreams,fighter,happy,light,wings
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Jazib Kamalvi 29 November 2020

Write comment. Such a nice start, Carlin. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks

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Carlin Jones

Carlin Jones

Takoma Park, Maryland
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