To cover tiny feathers
Huddled shivers
Bony slivers in
The wind of changing
Seasons look for
Reasons to continue
On this journey
Spread your wings
And feel the sunshine
This is your time there
Will never be another
Like this second
By our reckoning
Sky beckoning
Fly now
NaPoMo 4
Where’s the emoticon for the poignant yearning in this poem. Fly now … oh yes, now child, now …. fly.
🙂 spring does that to me..