Wings
Already the wings,
Which are pretty or nasty,
Might be stronger or weaker,
But still helps you to fly up.
Friends are wings,
And wings should be more,
More because to fly high,
"High up!", till the last sky.
Copyright © Meetkumar Tailor | Year Posted 2021
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