Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Footloose

Losing your green
Freshly fallen
A messenger of sorts

I think the words
Foolish thoughts
For your journey to embark

I pick you up
Offering to the wind
To carry you forth and beyond

Turn yellow with passing time
Take my foolish words
Make them wise

Extend and deliver me
Before you rest
To the life a wanderer lives

With you in your journey
My thoughts will find wings
Free from my caged nest

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