Fly away, fly away
The day is unfolding
The temperature’s cold
Not smouldering
Fly away, fly away
Come back
Amid spring flowers
For now is the time
Time to fly
Fly away, fly away.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017

Fly away, fly away
The day is unfolding
The temperature’s cold
Not smouldering
Fly away, fly away
Come back
Amid spring flowers
For now is the time
Time to fly
Fly away, fly away.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017