WHEELCHAIR

Tomorrow I shall fly once more

To the eternal blue I shall soar

While the mountains center my aim

The trees below shall cheer my name

Going up until I touch the skyline

Enough to pick the jewels that shine

Jewels to lure the cherubim of heaven

For me to tickle them from seven ‘til eleven

We will then sculpt the clouds of today

To keep the moment of this special day

This bliss will stay until the last sunlight

Or until the moon kisses me goodnight

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10:50 am / 20-03-2014

In the Office / Thursday