By: Ardis E. Parshall - September 10, 2015 Airman’s Circle By Janice Blanchard A telegram! and rain and sun, what weather!Blending the knife-thrust and old joys together.She raised her eyes to see a broken arcOf rainbow with its shattered end in darkReceding storm clouds, and its base in brightSun-swept horizon. Now her hidden frightOf death, pierced by the lancet, eased of pain;And with his eyes she flew in sun and rainTo know the rai...
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