Author Lesbia Harford I saw a flight of sparrows through the air. Oh, let us rise Out of the weaknesses of our despair To burning skies. Let us take wings for flight from home and friends And sweet desire. From comfortable earth the soul ascends To heavens of fire. Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments