Crown Thy Good | By Hillary Vaillancourt

If I could float on cotton clouds,
I'd sprinkle stardust as I go
to soften an angry, hardened world
to brighten hearts that've grown cold.

If I could soar on Eagles' wings,
or sail on red-glaring rockets,
I would drizzle dawn's early light
and cast amber seeds of Kindness.

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