Winged

Winged

Winged

 

She broke through

Going about 767 mph

 

Sabled —

black as pitch 

coverings to keep her warm 

She blended in as night,

Though as she broke through

 

Everything will be at arm’s length

Protective measures in sight

 

Her feet were white as snow

You could tell she hadn’t walked there

No, 

she hadn’t walked there

 

She had flown through the sky

And She broke through

Going about 767 mph

With Wings soft as silk

 

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~musingsilence ~∞ © LadyO©

In the year 2019 of mournfulness and empathy

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