''Airborne at last

My helmet is now a halo
Wings replace my chute
To fly amongst the eagles
No soldier would dispute

No aircraft is needed
To take me to the sky
Your prayers from below
Have lifted me so high

My spirit is my engine
No need to refuel
No runway is required
A rainbow's edge will do

No need for map for compasses
My angels are my guide
Their strength and love have gifted me
To soar the sky with pride

The heavens here are endless
My soul's now free to roam
There is no need to cry my friends
This Paratrooper's found his home''

By Cyntha Heigl, 193-E