Fly High

Fly High

A Poem by Lesley Irma

Not yet ready for goodbye


refusing to move, I cry


but this forward motion of the line


tells me, it’s our final closing time


I don’t bother to dry my eyes


as they shut you in, and whisk you by


under my breath I whisper


Fly my Angel


Fly High

© 2016 Lesley Irma


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Added on February 15, 2016
Last Updated on February 15, 2016
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Lesley Irma
Lesley Irma

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I dabble in poetry writing, and I have just started my first novel. more..

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