The Angel

by Davin F., age 7
(Libertytown, MD)

Flying through sky blue fog,
all is dark yet light
Just really wish it were day instead of night
I dip and soar, whoosh and fly
To humans I’m only a breeze going by
I have no beak but I have wings
I make good people do good things
I live up high with god and such
And people love me very much.

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