New Wings

Over orange skies let me fly.
Spread my wings, let it be high.

A triumph over the enemy
I wish to prove to be.

My dad, Chance, will be so proud
when I carry myself off the ground.

First chances just might break,
but future hopes be sure to take.

Now I soar, a phantom in night.
May my wings never fail in might.

"Thank you, dad whom I love
for your inheritance in skies above."

By David Noble

Inspired by Kristen Sharpe's Give Me My Wings.
Chance and his son