TOWARD HEAVEN

Toward Heaven

Am I so Very Wise ta Live aFraid? It's Self-deFeating, SuiCidal, nuts! This Batch of Fears fer Love and Peace I'll Trade! I'm Gonna Fly, inStead o' Sink in Ruts! Dear Angels, Won't you Help me, Pretty Please? And Mend these Broken Wings fer Good, toNight! Please Help me Soar uPon each Spirit Breeze, in Freedom's Bliss disCover Pure deLight! That's What I'D Like ta Do, but I don't Know 'bout YOU!

Copyright 2013 by Marie Louise Nickerson