April Lee Brumfield Poetry

My wings are too big for this small town
Oh don't worry, it has nothing to do with you
you made my time here easier.

Don't hold me so tight
I'm going to be alright
I learned from the best, after all.

I'm not afraid to fall,
for i know my wings will help me up
and keep me strong.

This is where my dreams begin.
I'm not as naive as I used to be.
I know right from wrong.

My wings will hold me up when i can fly no longer
When my eye grow weary and teary
I can use my arm to wipe away my cries and
remember that fate is going to reward me one day.

Poet: April Lee Brumfield