Wings against the wind
fighting in the sky,
one lonely bird struggles
trying not to die.
Wings that fight the gale,
desperate to survive;
storms care not who tumbles,
wings beat to stay alive.
When the storm clouds gather,
beat against the frail,
it seems that fragile wings
would be to no avail,
but will to live and conquer,
win out against the strong,
wings against the wind can
survive to sing their song.
Please tell me what you think
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This is great
I see a perrallel to the struggles of life I really like this poem well done nice ryme and a great flow. Thanks for sharing it Nic
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