beginnings are such tender things
newborn thoughts
like gossamer wings
hang inverted
barely suspended
infused with strength
unfurl extended
flexing moving
in the light
reach toward the sky
to soar in flight
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This poem was written to express my feelings about beginning this blog. It remains to be seen if this medium of communication will be a venture of worth to myself and others. Will it fly?
I really like this poem, Mom, did you write it? It's so true how fragile thoughts can be. It makes me think of how anything that has ever been done in this world began in someone's mind.
ReplyDeleteYes, Char. I wrote the poem last night prior to launching the site.
ReplyDeleteMom! I didn't know you wrote poetry. This poem is lovely.
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