A Writing on the Net SM
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By Jay Albrecht
Copyright 2000 Jay Albrecht
A poem about wants.
I wanted angel advocates,
pointing proper pathways
to my promised land.
To prance a road to glory,
pry open Pandora's box of stars,
stare down other warriors,
leap greengrown, windrow'd walls,
lead packs of poets into symphonies,
Wants, flown to fairer climes,
leave faint, shimmering chimeras.