It’s a Breeze

Fly away, fly away, fly away child

stretching, winding, soaring

through blue skies. Live as you are meant

to live. Soar

across fields with your wings so light.

It will be a breeze . . .

Published by writerravenclaw

I am a fifty something mother of two grown up children, and one beautiful grandchild. I have been married for nearly thirty-four years. My first book was published ten years ago. I wrote my book Sticks and Stones because of my experience of being bullied at school.

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