I'VE NEVER BEEN SO WELL ENDOWED
NOR
HAVE I EVER BEEN SO LOUD AND PROUD
OF
MY TINY LITTLE WINGS
I'VE ALWAYS SORTA JUST KEPT THEM A SECRET .
THEY NEVER REALLY KEPT ME UP IN FLIGHT ...,
WELL ,
ONLY AT NIGHT .
THEY COULD NEVER TAKE ME TO A LANDING STRIP,
SO THAT I MIGHT
TAKE FLIGHT AGAIN.
MY TINY LITTLE WINGS ,
THEY'RE NOT ANYTHING GRAND OR GROTESQUE,
BUT THEY ARE MINE AND SO I THINK
THAT PERHAPS
IF I WRAP MYSELF WITHIN THE STRENGTH
OF
MY TINY LITTLE WINGS ..,
THAT ONE DAY THEY WILL MAKE ME SOAR
MY TINY LITTLE WINGS
d.w,Hopkins
7/2026
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Author:
D.W.Hopkins (Pseudonym) (
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Clever and well written the write is a good metaphor and well done
Thank yóu kindly
You are most welcome
Éñjoy the dày Déar poét
Ànd there iß some totàlly wrong with my keyboàrd
Keep stretching those wings, and they'll grow for sure, in many ways.
I stretch them every day as much as I can ...,
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