The Flight

Gliding above the clouds

In your arms,

I saw the break of dawn.

The pink and red

Guilding the horizon.

A herd of deer

In the forest below

Fled As we

Swooped low.

You held me close,

Your arms around

Our baby bump,

As one we touched

The ground.

I open my sleepy eyes

And find you gone,

Again,

My face wet with tears…

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Author: Shaily Agrawal

I am an Instructional Designer, avid reader, small-town woman and working mother with a fish-eye perspective. I have just published my first book, The Forest Bed and other short stories. If you like my stories on this blog, feel free to Like, Comment, Reblog and Share. You can reach me at shailygrwl@gmail.com or through my Facebook page facebook.com/shailyagrawalwrites/ View All Posts