Callings

There's the sky why dont you fly? they've clipped my wings of all the things. There's the night go shine your light. It's been dimmed out they've shown me doubt. There's a race,wont you run? I've lost sight of goals, they've shown me fun. There's a torn spirit,wont you reach out? I wish that I could, but mines so worn out . . . 

 by: Heather Hughes