~ Fly sparrow, fly ~ Fly sparrow fly The Rose awaits you, Fly sparrow fly He will fill you with fresh dew Alight upon the rose He awaits your arrival The safety of the Rose...His essence is true survival Why fight so hard to remain on earth When you could fly away free into a rebirth born and raised a sparrow an eagle you'll be go to the Rose of Heaven He'll set you free Free from pain Free from strife Free from the bonds that make up this life Fly sparrow fly Fly away home With the Rose of heaven in unison you'll roam You'll soar through the heavens wings spanned wide An eagle you'll be with The Rose you'll glide you'll be free Ken...free! take wing and fly! be an eagle let this earth lie lie in wait for the judgment day you little sparrow will be far away rejoicing with angels praising with kin Fly sparrow fly! The Rose awaits Mary Silva This poem was written for a gentleman online who was dying of cancer, Ken King...he always referred to himself as a sparrow and to the Lord as his Rose...He's with the Father now...and I will always think of him as soaring like an eagle with Jesus, his "Rose"...Fly Ken...Fly!!