little wing

art by James Jean
Well she's walking/Through the clouds
With a circus mind/That's running 'round
Butterflies and zebras
And moonbeams and fairy tales
That's all she ever thinks about -
Riding with the wind.
When I'm sad, she comes to me
With a thousand smiles/She gives to me free
It's alright/She says it's alright
Take anything you want from me, anything -
Anything.
Fly on little wing,
Little wing.
-- Jimi Hendrix
Labels: music, poetry and verse
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