Wings of Grace
by Zack Clement
(Andover,MA, USA)
I sit, at my table, when a blur catches my eye,
It's a hummingbird, reaching for the sky,
I see those beautiful Wings of Grace.
I swim in a pool, streaking blue,
When all of a sudden, I see something new,
It's those wonderful Wings of Grace.
I walk to school, sad and alone
When I see a sight that is very well known,
The ultimate, majestic Wings of Grace.