Sunday, March 13, 2016

Richard Schnap- A Poem


BEDTIME STORY

There once was a bird
Crippled since birth
That had no wings
To bring flight

That could only watch
Others ascend
While it sadly dreamed
Of the sky

But then one night
It gazed at the stars
And sent up a
Silent prayer

To be answered when
The hand of a wind
Lifted it into
The heavens

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