I envy her,
yes,her free unbridled spirit,
like an eagle,
that soar high with the rising storm,
she can go anywhere,
and can be everywhere she wants to be,
she loves nature,
and nature loves her,
and they are both more than close friends.
The ethics in human cities don't hold her hostage.
She is a free soul, just like Pocahontas,
yes i think i found my Pocahontas.
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Author:
Quinn\'sfav1 (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: November 21st, 2021 09:39
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Comments1
Sweet words . This is a lovely poem )
Thanks hope you like it
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