Flying Free Once More
by Gloria Comingore

No more pain, no more treatments.
Flying free once more.
No more tears for me I ask of you.
Flying free once more.
No more sickness, no more weakness.
Flying free once more.
No more doctors, no more appointments.
Flying free once more.
My body has failed, I walk here no more.
Flying free once more.
I leave behind the ones I loved.
Flying free once more
My soul is free to fly once more.

Dedicated to my sister in memory of her beloved husband Don Funk.
June 1, 2008

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My name is Gloria Comingore, I live in Indiana with my husband Paul Comingore. My poems and short stories reflect our lives experiences which lead us to God. I have a published book through Publish America. I hope you enjoy my stories.
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