A Brighter Garden
"Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words." Robert Frost
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Friday, April 24, 2015
The music's playing. But I'm not here.
The lights go. But I'm all alone.
Am I not good enough?
I lack the wings of joy.
I lack the courage to use them.
I lack the people to see them.
But I know - someday- I will fly.
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