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  Glory Wings

Darrell B. Grayson
 

 


Indeed, I recall very well,
That special feeling of being exalted,
Flying helter skelter over vast fields
My dusky heels beating a tattoo on the earth,
On my skinny youthful bottom.
The rays of the sun seemed filtered
As through clouds with golden flash-lights,
Alive with thousands of golden fingers
Caressing my damp joy infused face,
As glory wings lifted skywards,
Oh yes, to race the boundless heavens.

 

 

 

  

Darrell B. Grayson resides on Death Row at Holman Prison in Alabama.  He is the Chairman of Project Hope to Abolish the Death Penalty (www.phadp.org).   Mr. Grayson's poetry has been published in the Open Door Newsletter, Wings of Hope and the ezine Axis of Logic.  Several of his poems are published on the phadp.org website.  He has a chapbook available.  Email the editor if interested in obtaining a copy.