CRADLED, like a infant in a <br />mothers arms, i lay stangnent <br />with two broken wings, and <br />like a traffic light, i wait <br />for this red light, to turn <br />green. <br /> <br />RETREAT, like the day from <br />night, settle for more, <br />as you move about, watch <br />and wait, as the lord <br />fixes those broken wings, <br />so you can fly strait, <br />and stay strong...<br /><br />DAVID GERARDINO<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/like-a-red-light-i-wait-for-green/
