
Copper Wind
Born in patience, ever vigilant Strength slowly building within When the time was as ripe as the autumn orchard fruits the lady in waiting found her wings Flying high on the copper wind turning only once to look back as all memories faded into thin air Copyright © 2022 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved Word Prompt Wings - RDP
Inspirational❤
Thanks Laiba ☺️💕
Welcome😊
Beautifully written Christine
Thank you Sadje ☺️💕
My pleasure
Such an uplifting piece. Bravo!
Thanks so much ☺️💕
I love the title and the strength in her wings! 😊❤️
I saw that name on an eye shadow! I loved it and wanted to use it somewhere ☺️❤️ Thank you Punam
Ah! You used it well. My pleasure, Christine. 😊❤️
Beautiful poem!
Thanks Regina ☺️💕