Icy
Glacier calving
Blue birds
white wings melting
As they dive down into the sea
Clouds part winds drop howling currents calling
Follow me to warmer waters
Blind to fate they fly north
No longer all
Icy
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Comments: 24
Great poem, now I am cold again!
Peace