Rice Paper Wings – Daniel Amos – letras

That’s how she fliesIn bright saffron dreams’Cross harlequin skiesOn rice paper wingsShe lassos the moonBrush, pallets and paintsClutters her room withGod, angels, and saintsThieves here to steal her thunderCrowding her world of wonderI fear they’ve got her numberAnd here’s what she needs:Swings, ladders, and slidesDoors in the treesStars in her eyesA song for the queenCurtsies and bowsCastles and kingsA head in the clouds