Poem -

I WILL FLY

Dry your eyes...

Time is running out don't waste your time on fear...

Hopelessness and despair has no time left here...

You can spend all your days overwhelmed and depressed...

No one can tell you you can't...

Time is running out real fast my friends...

It's all up to you what you do with all that is left...

I'm running for my life...

Don't get me wrong I'm not running scared...

I'm running because I'm still in my race of life...

I will run to the end with a smile on my face...

​​​​​​Dry your eyes...

One day I will fly right out of this place...

Hugs...

sparrowsong

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linda wright

nice write linda j wright i ll keep flying as well i am an optomist like the video cool
 

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Greg Etsell

great poem I will keep flying I don't like to but I do any way

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sparrowsong

Hello Linda...

I watch the birds fly and they don't need a ticket or a passport to anywhere...

They don't kill us...

They might get sucked up by an airplane, that's the pits...

What a life though, fly around everywhere and just sing...

Sing in a storm, sing in the sun, sing in the snow...

Like people they like to sing in the shower...

They just have to learn how to fly...

Thank you for your comment and support!

Hugs...

sparrowsong
 

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sparrowsong

Hello Greg...

I don't know...

I was born early and even if I was born on the due date or shortly after it was all in the Sign of Air...

I spent as much time in a tree or anywhere up high that I did on the ground...

Give my a high and a fast tall hill in the winter and I was flying my friend...

I would go so fast that people were actually jumping out of the way...

Just like we see on T.V....

It's great!

Shoulder blades are where wings would be...

When flying try not to hit anything...

It's not the fall that gets you...

It's the sudden stop...

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Thank you for your comment and support my friend!

Hugs...

sparrowsong

 

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Luke Coomer

Sparrowsong,
this is excellent I really like the running a race over running from something metaphor, hopefully you're not trying to finish the race anytime soon lol
        Thanks for the beautiful peice 
   -luke-

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sparrowsong

Hello Luke...

I'm not in a hurry...

Just keeping steady keeping in my friend!

The course I'm on I don't see the finish line yet...

I don't know if it just pops up like I sprung a spring or I will see it an advance...

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But, when I get there I believe I will fly...

Thank you for your kind comment and support!

Hugs...

sparrowsong

 

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sparrowsong

Hello Sis Cherie...

I think what's helped me with difficult and I mean hard situations was always reminding myself that I'm not given more than I can handle...

I felt as if I was at my limit a few times, but that thought I realized would only bring more...

When I realized that, dealing with things became easier for me...

Now, when similar things happen I see it as a review and I remind myself it's nothing I can't handle again...

Eggs crack easy...

That's the difference between an Egg and Me...

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Glad you enjoyed!

Thank you for your sweet comment and support my friend!

Love n Hugs

sparrowsong
 

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