As well I might, consider flight,
for I have wings, not feet.
For who needs feet to fly?
Legs that were once strong still there,
now in the confines of my chair.
I am unstoppable, the heart beats strong
It is the will that pushes on.
And upwards, to fly unfettered, free...
Hear me shout "I am still ME!"
Yasmin Mariess
Friday, 28 September 2012
Competition Winner - September 2012
Flight - Yasmin Mariess
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