I LOVE this poem..

Everytime I read it, it..er..I duno, but I love it!

A lonely seagull flies the winds. Majestic...soaring..gliding wings.
A single screech sounds from the sky. Come fly with me...come here and fly
My spirit floats to be a part. I feel the beating of it's heart.
My soul, one with this bird of sea, Now knows the meaning to fly free
I feel the winds caress my soul, And soar the streams without a goal
My being trembles of delight, A treasure I received tonight
The seagull's flight of soaring high, The gift of what it means to fly

This poem is by Munda Schram.

Please, when folks post a poem, always try to put the author as well. I know lots of people don't, but folks should be creidted for their gift of words to us!

No meant as a scold of you, just as a reminder to everyone!

I know, I knew the author and forgot..I thought it was by someone else though??

A wonderful poem and it lifts the spirit.
Jackie, Miss Daisy and Perry

I can close my eyes and hear the sounds of waves lapping the shore when I read that. It's beautiful.