From the chrysalis, she dangles
Her newly formed wings still damp.
She ponders where the winds will take her,
Once she can finally take flight.
Inching along in life
Left her starved for adventure.
Soon the flowers will come quick,
No longer an arduous trip.
Spread your wings, lift up, fly high.
Find the brightest blossom,
Take it all in and enjoy life.
Beautifully done, Dawn! So much packed into this sweet poem! 💞💞💞
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Thank you!
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