Monday, August 7, 2017

Falling 

High above everyone I'm soring. 
I see what's higher then the trees. 
The breeze has me mesmerized from its crisp smell.
Inviting. 
Never wanting to come down but,  now my time is done I'm falling. 
How will I land? 

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