As Lady Day
Begins
To fade,
The yellow bird
Voices freedom
In the blink
Of an eye
… working
Overtime,
He holds up
The sky
And its
Saviour.
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by Stefanie Bennett / August 30th, 2020
As Lady Day
Begins
To fade,
The yellow bird
Voices freedom
In the blink
Of an eye
… working
Overtime,
He holds up
The sky
And its
Saviour.
This article was posted on Sunday, August 30th, 2020 at 8:02am and is filed under Poetry.
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