I stood,
Waiting on life.
Watching the birds
So high
Up there.
I found myself silently cheering
For that one
Who glided without so much as a flicker
Of his wing.
Go. Go. Go.
As far as you can.
I encouraged.
I hoped
He looked down upon me,
And you,
And encouraged.
As I stood in a parking lot waiting for my husband.
I hope.
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