I watch them swooping, soaring, diving,
Dancing in the air in pure joy
And I hear their song from the trees
Their wings unclipped
Their voices not silenced
Free to sing as they will
Whatever their song
I sang to you a song
and you silenced me
Clipped my wings
No longer could I soar with the birds
But in the darkness of the prison you put me in
My song rises
In the night I sing as I will
Knowing
That love is nothing to do with fear
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Very well written
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Another amazing piece! How on earth do you keep coming up with all these brilliant poems Lorraine? I’m in awe :O) xx
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Lol Lusa. I guess it’s because I don’t have much else that I can do these days. Thank God I can still write. I often think I might dry up, but then something else always comes! Have anlovely day Lisa xoxo
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You too my friend :O) xxx
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I love this. So beautiful. I feel the freedom of the birds and celebrate with the one who chooses to sing despite their circumstances.
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Thankyou so much for your lovely comment. I aporeciate your words so much.
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Lalalaaaa clearing my voice…. can I sing with you? A duet my friend? Beautiful poetry:):)
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This beautiful poem of yours reminded me of this song. I Hope You Dance, Lee Ann Womack
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Thankyou so much Jaya
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Wow. Yes indeed Stelka. We’ll have a blast!
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Lol yes I think so too
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Thankyou so much Sparkling. I wilk look it up.
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