Love it, thanks. Although I was never one to want to pull off wings (yikes!), and I have no rocker, I love the leisure of age to just sit and “be” with the world around me.
Oh I definitely liked this one, Mark. So visual! And it reminds me of summer nights in Kentucky with the fireflies flying around and blinking on and off. How I cherished the memory of seeing them the first time. This poem brought that back.
Crow On The Wire 
Love it, thanks. Although I was never one to want to pull off wings (yikes!), and I have no rocker, I love the leisure of age to just sit and “be” with the world around me.
You’re welcome, Deborah. 🙂
Oh I definitely liked this one, Mark. So visual! And it reminds me of summer nights in Kentucky with the fireflies flying around and blinking on and off. How I cherished the memory of seeing them the first time. This poem brought that back.