When the little bird awoke, she was hungry. She realized the crumbs were just not enough for her anymore. The little bird then looked down and saw that there were wings by her side, these wings could allow her to fly.
~Lisa Pedersen
on the edges
1 hour ago
4 comments:
Praying for the wind beneath those wings! Fly high and free.
Oh wow that is a change. I'm not sure that's brown Lisa. I think I'd call that black. I think you'll have to fly down for a visit to I can see it closer. Also I must say I think it's really funny that you are hiding your lips. I do like the photo though, very mysterious. Change is in the air. I feel it. Fly. Fly. Fly.
Susan, you crack me up. My monstrous lips shall remain hidden. Ugh.
I love you.
This is beautiful. It reminds me of a song my grandma used to sing about a black bird flying away. I will have to find it and send it to you. It's from the 1930's. A beautiful yet haunting song.
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