Her footsteps barely touch the ground, how can they when she's ready to fly?
Step,
Her wings unfurl and point towards the sky.
Step,
He catches her eye.
Step,
She's ready to take flight, there's no questioning why.
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Pawsitive Poetry
PoetryThis poetry thing is mighty hard, but I'll give it a go. Featuring my photography ;P (still need to take photos for most recent chapters) Highest rank // # 378 in Poetry, 4/18/17 First rank? // # 911 in Poetry, 3/24/17