Unique Vera. Poet Warrior.

My Uncle

 

My Uncle,

You Can

Seek Him

In The Sky

Or Flying In

The Air With
His Big White
Wings,

His Wings

Can Wash You
Away,

His Wings Are
Like A Bing Looking
Like A String And
Like A Baby Boy
Begging For A
RING,

His

WINGS

Are The

Purpose

Of Being An

Amazing

ANGEL,

I Know Your

Wings

Are Tilt Down A Lil

And Your

Watching

Over Us.