How many times
in my old age
have I triple folded papers
Tearing it from my rough copy
Overwriting my childhood dreams
To fly like an aeroplane;
But the aged swan
Little know
The density of air
To wing its flight
Sledging on a frozen lake
Destiny Poets
Uniting and celebrating the best "Writers" and "Poetry" from around the world centred out of Destiny Church Wakefield
A moment of revelation beautifully delineated.
So much thanks dear Sir Vijay Nair Jee.