Oh how I wish that I had wings
To fly up high where angels sing
And visit in their choir loft
As day begins, the light is soft
How sweet and clear their voices are
The notes ring out both near and far.
Oh how I pray that I might be
A part of their community
Just think of all the joy we’d share
If somehow I could tarry there
Truth is that cannot be the case
Cause I’m part of the human race !
Claire V. Bogdanos 