Copyright ©November 10, 2001 by Richard J. Sereday Jr.
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Surrounded by angels, are we all, unknowingly in contact day to day, but you were so blind you couldn't see that I was to you sent from heaven above. Out to you I reached time and again, and you saw these wings that would carry you away, but did not believe that they were real. At your door I stood and knocked and again, though you would not let me in, behind your secret walls. The time, it came, for me to fly, my mission having failed, back to heaven from where I came, and as you watched me fly away your eyes, you could not believe for these wing of mine were real as was my mission, sent to you. And as upon high I did ascend you could only wish that you could have seen this place by my side where you were always meant to be.