A Moment In Life
(CHILDHOOD)
Start with no feathers,
warmth is around, we are fed.
We grow, we will fly.
(YOUTH)
As eagles, we fly high,
above everything, free, no fears,
all the sky for us.
(MIDDLE AGE)
Not far from rooftops,
doves flying together are,
they follow the rhythm.
(OLD AGE)
Not many high flights
concerned under the branches
digging into our soul.
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