Wings Poem by Edwina Reizer

Wings



The wings of a butterflly
caught my gaze
then quickly went away.
To catch a fleeting
glimpse of it
started my beautiful day.

The wings of a hungry hawk
caught my gaze
as he circled in my sight.
To glimpse the soaring bird of prey
ended my sorrowful night.

Monday, August 2, 2010
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Edwina Reizer

Edwina Reizer

LAKEWOOD, NJ
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