There Is A Try!
By Brandon Palzkill
I fearfully made my descent,
through pearlescent skies,
my flailing body, painfully rent,
from winds as they whipped by.
It’s my mistake, I tried to soar,
though mine were hands, not wings,
and falling further than before,
has left it’s piercing sting.
Yet, even though I’ve tried and failed,
and failed and tried, some more,
I steel my nerves, again, and bail,
leaping out that door.
And as I drop, a leaded weight,
again, to fall and die,
I’ll finally defeat my fate…
I’ll spread my wings and fly.
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