Sunday, May 27, 2012

Tail Feathers




You never know who you’ll find
In the next career your choose
Someone to take you under a wing
Show you had to take flight
Before you spread your wings
And fly away

Someone is always there to catch you
When you land, a new wing
To cover over you
A new lesson to teach you
So that you can fly again

Each face flashing behind you
Each fading into memory
As if they never existed
Some clinging to your tail feathers
But not for long

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