Transcendental Sonnet #1368:
Fledglings
The beautiful thing about us
One of many beautiful things
Is that although most might doubt us
And we are not exchanging rings
Or commonday banalities
Beginning far beyond where these
Things of the day fall short away
We meet upon a higher plane
Than few would ever understand
Than we could easily explain
Through time and space as hand in hand
We discover and uncover
Forgotten things remembered by
Two fledglings just learning to fly
+Steven Curtis Lance
Copyright MMV
We are learning and growing everyday... Birth and NEw beginings are developments in the making..... Awesome 2 look forward too.. Keep UP the Powerwriting :) Tap soon my friend- Many HuGs-Lady,Sheee
Felix