Monday, January 28, 2019

Escape


Day in and day out
I struggle to make one more.
To be rescued by weeks’ end.
Were you discovered by someone?
Paper cranes set free.  A short distance away,
Freedom falls from the sky.
A cry for help encased in twisted paper.
Who shall stumble upon these words to rescue me.

©Regina Phillips 2019

5 comments:

  1. This is lovely Regina. I think we all can relate to the struggle to make it through another week, and the need to be rescued and set free. A wonderful take on the picture.

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  2. This screams mid week.. :) Nicely done..

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  3. Nice work . . thought provoking . . :)

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