"We are more alike, my friends, than we are unalike." ~Maya Angelou

Thursday, December 15, 2016

Poem: Come Away















Come, child,
Come away,
Come away to us,
Come out into the open air and breathe.

Let these cold, grey skies soothe,
Let brown, rustling leaves soothe,
Take hold of what you already know.

Come away,
Come out into the open air and breathe.

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