WingSpan Poetry Project

CULTIVATING EMPOWERMENT THROUGH POETRY

Wearing Life Loosely

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Birthdays are special.

Some have the same sign.

We celebrate, we laugh,

light candles and dine.

We remember, we fly.

My breath can be heavy

I sigh deeply…

take a moment to breathe.

Listening I hear the ocean

by the shore where I was born.

Moments to cherish

as the universe and I

move on

Birthday are

like minutes

each time a child’s born.

Patty

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