Angel For A Day Poem by Sean Green

To be the angel for a day
fly with the aid of wings
would demand a sacrifice
to put aside the spice of life

in the heights the loss is slight
hidden among the blurred landscape
this prison that one may escape
by virtue of the altitude

if only for the span were perpetude
forever ignoring why most strive
on wings made for evasive flight
turning away from earth's delights

to be seraph for a time
blinded to angst of men
would be sublime for a day
and then I'd return to play.

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