I am most content
when I travel; I travel light as a feather with only a back pack--one day soon,
the date is not exact. It all depends on how I feel; London, Paris, Italy,
maybe Brazil. It’s time to spread my
wings like a bird that flies in stride only to land on the Caribbean tides. No
care in the world, no despair; “Stop, slow down; Marley jamming in the summer
air...Satisfy my soul." Blue waters, sandy beaches, Sun and fun; I’m in
sheer ecstasy; free to be me; to greet smiling faces in new and exotic places.
Yes, on my excursion, I am as free as a bird; I feast like a queen; no need to
be seen; only heard as I soar like a bird.
Written by Eunece V. Franklin-2014
“Soar Like a Bird”
(Vol. 1)
Walk
with me on this journey…
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