A Fairy's Prayer

I thank thee Lord for all you've done In having made me so. But please dear Lord, please set me free. And let my spirit go. Please take my wings and let me be One of your cherished kind. A human being who lives and dies And knows and lives their mind. I cannot love or now be loved Or cherish love in art. So take these wings, I yield them for A fragile human heart. You know I've cried a million tears And how it pains my soul. To only love, and yes, be loved Has always been my goal. So, if you Lord would be so kind, I've done all that you ask. Please let me die to know that love In which your favored bask. And give my wings to human kind Who may not know their cost. So they may come to you as I In knowledge of what's lost.