Friend

Greg Prince
1 min readFeb 22, 2019

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To the true of heart.

Varying winds high in pleasant altitudes;
aloft notes ring chimes,
whistling melodies which warm and soothe.

Gentle fluttering wings direct and astute;
lithe gale in presence abound,
ringing songs encouraging by reason’s flute.

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Greg Prince

Bringing real feelings along with messages of inspiration and imagination to life. Awakening is the symptom of my infectious condition. Poetry is my condition.