Paper Bird
PAPER BIRD
I made a paper bird
white like a dove
folded it so carefully
wanted it to fly
softly through the evening air
from my window to the apple tree
but it floated to the grass and settled
there was grace in the time it floated
and wonder as the night breeze lifted it
so gently to its downward destination
but I wanted it to fly
I made a paper bird.
Copyright © Patricia Cresswell | Year Posted 2017
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