Wings

He has been given his wings and is soaring deep in the light.
It is time for him to fly and give up the fight.
The lord has called on him, he is ready for him to go.
And he is being missed more now, than he will ever know.
Its hard not to envy this man who has been given his wings.
For I know where he is gone to, and I know what this means.
There is peace and happiness where he is blessed to go.
And no more pain of suffering, will he ever know.
For him, life's little mysteries will be no more.
For he is now safe behind what they call Heaven’s door.

by Peggy Owens

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