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Oh, to catch the winds of flight
And soar where eagles go,
To leave the woes of troubled souls
Behind me, far below.
I’d listen to the song of birds
And sail in endless flight,
Then chase the sun through cloudy paths
And play with stars at night.
The boundless heavens for my home,
The breeze to lift me high,
To rise above my mortal bonds
And never have to die;
Knowing I had found the way
To trails where angels trod,
And when my wings could fly no more -
I’d take the hand of God.
— © C. David Hay
In Indiana, C. David Hay practiced dentistry and retired after 42 years and is currently living in Florida for the warmer weather with his lovely wife, Joy but surely misses the Spring. Moreover, he doesn’t miss the cold and snow but misses the spring and autumn seasons back in his Hoosier state. And the blessing of peace while fishing, mushroom hunting, and collecting Native American artifacts after spring plowing. Now it is just seashells, warmth, sunshine, and splendid ocean views!
Hay, C. David
C. David Hay
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