I need the sky to walk down and touch me
freckles of memories
mark my journey
from where I’ve been
and where I’m going
Only the sky can see
wings of faith-
See me carry my paper children
feed the souls with light and promise
that soon we birth our dreams
to fly
I need the sky to come down and touch me
pick up my fragile pieces
bottle up my tears
teach me how to
carry my paper children
VisionarieKindness 2015
Krissy Mosley Ministries 