dances with birds

A high blue sky

It hangs a rainbow

Its sight reigns

Its colors glow.

Lark is ascending…

Sweet caroling is a melody

Small wing stroke opens a new day

Misty eyes see hope ascending…

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Stephanie Suh

I write stuff of my interest that does not interest anyone in my blog. No grammarians, no copy editors, no marketers, no cynics are welcome.

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