Free Spirit
I do not count the
feathers when I try to fly;
I simply wing it.
I simply wing it.
by Jody Pratt
Migration
Migration
The air redolent with the smell of henna
The chun‐chun of bracelets in gleaming wrists
Even the moon looks ecstatic on Eid eve
Incessant smiles begin the day
family and friends cherishing every moment
thankful just to be together
So much lost with one decision –
Migration
Even the moon looks ecstatic on Eid eve
Incessant smiles begin the day
family and friends cherishing every moment
thankful just to be together
So much lost with one decision –
Migration
by Kiran Malik‐Khan
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