"BARBARO's WINGS BENEATH OURS" by Bernell Kress
You are the wings beneath our wings,
But, no longer will you fly.
You've captured the hearts of all with a soul,
And we are content with gazing in your eyes.
You are our hero, don't you know?
With courage and fight deep in your soul.
No one can say what you think in your mind,
You're an old soul, Barbaro, perhaps that's what keeps you ever so kind.
Intelligence far beyond your years,
Your eyes reduce us all to tears.
If we could take your pain, it would be gone,
And you would once again be flying along.
Your perils have brought so many close,
We light your candles from coast to coast.
Sweet Barbaro, please have no fear,
Cause all that love you are so near.
So rest and heal, oh ancient one,
You've been here before and you're not done.
You are the wind beneath our wings,
And when you fly again, your world will sing.
