Kaffwin Dementis


Whispers Of Freedom - Poem by Kaffwin Dementis

Sitting Quietly
Under a bridge,
A creek flows by
A leaf gently flows along.
So free.
Birds sing their songs
The wind picks up a bit.
The trees rustle.
To be free like the butterflies
Would be like magic.
But I must go soon.
Fate calls.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 6, 2010



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