realities with the ability to fly
are called suspended dreams
and when they are untethered
skies shall be lit by magical mirages
Expressing myself through poetry
Expressing myself through poetry
realities with the ability to fly
are called suspended dreams
and when they are untethered
skies shall be lit by magical mirages
Capturing moments of life in form of poetry and pictures
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Dear Sonya,
This poem draws a part of me into the sky. I like it. Thank you.
All good wishes,
robert
The sky is certainly a good place to be :)
It”s a very good thought, Sonya.
Thanks so much.