Friday, July 1, 2011
On Paper Wings
One day perhaps
I’ll write all my secrets down
On sepia paper,
Fold them into an airplane
And set them free off the coast of Spain.
Or France.
No who am I kidding,
It would have to be Australia.
Always Australia.
My hopes, dreams and fears
Would be carried
Upon these fragile wings
Every crease a soul I’ve met,
Some buried deeper within the page
Than others.
To whomever finds it,
You’ll be in there somewhere.
Maybe I’ll write
All these secrets as a song
With no particular melody,
Just verse.
And if by chance
This song
Finds its way to you
Unfold it carefully
And sing me.
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I LOVE THIS!!
ReplyDeleteThanks Becca!
ReplyDeleteThis poem contains so much...the depths of soul, friendship, and dreaming.
ReplyDeleteIt is one of my very favorites of yours.
Thanks for sharing it.
Hey thanks Jade. :)
ReplyDeleteUnfold it carefully
ReplyDeleteAnd sing me.
Already did. Nice poem. :)
Thanks Manech.
ReplyDeleteI really love this :)
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