fly high, fly far Icarus
fiction
edward w pritchard
Fly high, fly far Icarus
be not afraid like myself.
When we walked the airport fence,
I kept us from being arrested by the gendarmes.
Now fly above and beyond all your fences
that we surrounded you with then
to keep you safe for now.
If you touch the Sun and crash down,
may the Lord shelter you from harm,
and return you to those who love you.
Showing posts with label first born. Show all posts
Showing posts with label first born. Show all posts
Sunday, September 18, 2011
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)