My Fallen Angel - Short Story

My Fallen Angel

An angel
so pale and alone
walked around his abandoned home.
How he wished he had someone to show him some love.
He never got any, what had he done?

One day he met another not so pale, but alone.
And took him in as his very own.

It took the smaller angel a while, to get used to the man.
But everything soon went according to plan.

"I have to, more than ever, provide him with many things... And protect him."

The boy grew so fast.
Not a day or night past,
That older angel thought the younger would soon slip out of his grasp.

The boy could not see.
But what grew on his back.
Where the whitest wings and angel could of had.

"I love you"
The younger would say to the man.
The older would reply with a shake of a hand.

One day the older had to go far away.
And when he came back, much to his surprise.
The young man had grown into a fine looking prize.

The boy no longer took notice of the man.
He decided he had other ideas for his clan.

One day the older and younger sat alone.
"I love you"
The man whispered in a hush tone.
But no reply came, not even a gasp.

"I want to be independent" the younger one rasped.
"I want to fly free like the other boys. Not be held back by a stubborn mule."

The elders heart broke and feathers started to fall.
"No. I can't have it. No not at all."

After a while of threats and mean words thrown, the man finally came up with a saddening plan.

"Instead of bullying me, to gain what you please. I say fight me for your stupid independence scheme."

And thought they did but it didn't take long.
For the elder to lose the last love he thought strong.

"CONSIDER ME. INDEPENDENT!"

The younger walked away his wings strong and full.
While the elder's wings held nothing at all.

"It's not fair."

But the boys wings soon turned black.
"My fallen angel... Please come back."

...
It was like he was there,
then he wasn't.
Like I blinked...
And he was gone.