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Scorched Wings

Covering my children with my wings
the dragon is stirring
spitting his fire targeting their tender hearts
scorching my wings turning them black

I'm a mamma fighting
the tides of lava that seek to carry them away
place them on my back and take flight into the heavens

Place them at the feet of our creator
safe at last from the powers that be
then sigh a breath of relief

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Written by crimsin

(Unveiling)

Published 4th Oct 2011 | Edited 4th May 2016

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- Edited 4th Oct 2011 9:57am

4th Oct 2011 9:55am

Crim, I know exactly what you mean, my biggest fear, that if I don't hide my girls from the world...

And then when they safe... that sigh of relief is just antidote to all thats evil.

I love the way you have put this together and the imagery you`ve used to display that natural parental instinct especially in...

"the tides of lava that seek to carry them away
place them on my back and take flight into the heavens"

Good one Crim...
Its just a wonderfull piece.

I'll be back.

Blue Skies -x-
Al

crimsin (Unveiling)

4th Oct 2011 4:24pm

Ty Alip for such a thoughtful and kind comment..I know I wish I could hide my children from the world as it is and protect them..ty again..peace Crim :)