From branch to branch
Never finding a home
It does battle
With all it meets
But its light
Has barely shown
Then one day
It heard a whisper
And it stopped
And began to quiver
Like the leaves who
Stand alone on trees
Waiting for fall to come
This soul then knew
His place belonged
Right where the
Heart sang a
Soft sweet song.
Written by,
Terry Shepherd
12/31/2014