Thursday, August 27, 2015

Feathers & Wings

She failed three times.
She was abused.
She lost her first child.
In her sorrow she saw hope.
Everyone watching doubted.

In all her failures she collected feathers.
She made her some wings.
Then on a quiet day she flew in the sky.
Everyone now looked up to her.
For she had done what no human had ever done.

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