poems for my friends

no wings

I look out the window

I see the horizon in the distance

I want so badly to go there

I can't fly

I flap my wings in despair

But my hands and feet are chained

I'll never fly again

All I have left are the memories

The memories of the sky

The memories of the wind

A single crystaline tear slides down my face

A silvery pearl so full of sorrow

It falls and shatters on the ground

The skies

My home

Is lost to me forever