as the flock is being torn and ripped apart
to go their seperate ways
to learn astounding new things
and to meet other flocks
we will always have eachother
and be able to confide in our sisterhood
then as the seasons change
and the winds change course
the flock will rejoin once again
and flap in merriment and joy
as we tell stories and laugh
like all the old times before...
Thursday, August 19, 2010
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