There are angels among us
Who would help us fly
Who would help us spread our wings
To soar throughout the skies.
And then there are those
Who in sheeps clothing lie
Who would clip our fledgling wings
And watch us tumble from the sky.
(December 13, 2010 Wausau, Wisconsin USA)
(c) Copyright 2010 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved
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