If I could fill both lungs <br />with air as pure as angel wing <br />I would blow a righteous breeze <br />across the plains of war <br />and level the day <br />back to spring <br />when life was a small boy <br />playing in the dirt.<br /><br />Roland Hardy<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dream-boy-2/
