She FliesA Poem by Alfred KukitzJoanieShe Flies How often have I seen you in the sky floating and flying on joy's wings While I sag further in Nam Blue the colors that bind me to the cemetery of my fallen ones. Will not a prayer release me from my lot A divine crayon to change the color of my soul Yet she flies on If only I could reach her knowing joy on wings so hard to reach.
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StatsAuthorAlfred KukitzDeering, NHAboutYes, I'm still here. Just jazzing up my about me story. Sorry I don't die at the end. more..Writing
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