• Your wings were pinned, clipped, and tied.
    Now you are free; may forever you fly.
    Let your mind sing, and you heart join the chorus.
    May you fly endlessly over every hill and forest.
    May you wings touch the sun and the other the sea.
    For your sweet spirit, I wish this to be.
    This poem's for you, and and what your soul brings.
    I will always remember you and your. . .
    Free Wings.