August 11, 2009
By LeLa62 BRONZE, Plattsburgh, New York
LeLa62 BRONZE, Plattsburgh, New York
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Under the cold moon's glow,

sits something beautiful,
shedding tears over her own imprisonment.

The darkness is taking over her body,
her wings no longer glow,
and the light that once touched her eyes, faded.

One with such wings, cannot be detained.
she only wants to fly.
she only wants to prosper.

So remove the firm hand,
remove the lock and key.
let her heart-broken body stretch out,
and find the way back to her freedom.
set her free.

The author's comments:
i hope you like this poem i wrote back in sixth grade! i want to thank my former teacher, ms. diwan, for always believing in me and my poems. :)

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KellyL said...
on Aug. 14 2009 at 1:06 am
She always amazes me with her intelligence and her creative mind!! I do not have any negative criticism for any of her work! Keep it up!

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