They Soon Will Have Wings

They Soon Will Have Wings


If life is shorter
She may cease to be distressed
If the sky is limited
It may cease to arise
Tears are for heavenly reasons
That is why we always quietly shed
She waved to the setting sun
Set her loved horse free from fenced ranch
They soon will have their magic boats
The sun and its kinsmen
Fly to another shore of the sky
If life is longer
She may cease to be bright
If the sky is not boundless
It may cease to be delight
They soon will have their volitant wings
The sun and its followers
Ascend to another wonderland